Blues Traveler - Sweet And Broken Lyrics
She smokes my last cigaretteShe forgives me but I don't know it yetAnd I don't ask but sometimes why is beautifulShe's a little cheap, but worth the waitOf honeyed kisses, sleeping lateThey steal my covers, but I'm just glad my bed is fullAnd if the words were spokenThey'd shatter on the floorAnd once they'd broken openWould it matter anymoreYou've got to love her to see herAnd in seeing there's hopingOh she's so sweetShe's sweet and brokenShe'll never tell you everythingShe's the fire the darkness bringsAnd I get lost but that's just where I'm supposed to beShe won't say why she criesAt marigolds and butterfliesAnd why her smile seems to hide a tragedyAnd if the words were spokenThey'd shatter on the floorAnd once they'd broken openWould it matter anymoreYou've got to love her to see herAnd in seeing there's hopingOh she's so sweetShe's sweet and brokenI see her rising through the treesShe's like a wounded moon, gazing back at meAnd if the words were spokenThey'd shatter on the floorAnd once they'd broken openWould it matter anymoreAnd if the words were spokenThey'd shatter on the floorAnd once they'd broken openWould it matter anymoreYou've got to love her to see herAnd in seeing there's hopingShe's so sweetShe's sweet and brokenYou've got to love her to see herAnd in seeing there's hopingShe's so sweetShe's sweet and broken
