Texty: Jaydee Bixby. Broken Windows.

The lock is rusted
And the key won't turn
Front yard's brown
Where the sun just burns

Old porch missin'
A board or two
Mail box hangin'
From one lone screw

There's a broken window
Round to the side
And I could get in
If I really tried

What would I do
Just be lookin' for you?
Some memories
Are better left alone

I'd probably learn
Real fast
If I go diggin'
Through the past

I'd just get
Cut right back
Down deeper to the bone
So I'm movin' on

Got no business
Climbin' back
Through broken windows

Tempting me
With your same old ways
Thinking I'd forgotten
The darkest days

Where there was no line
And there was no love
This place
Is better off boarded up

Here I stand
At this window pane
Hoping somethin' in there
Might have changed

What would I do
Just be lookin' for you?
Some memories
Are better left alone

I'd probably learn
Real fast
If I go diggin'
Through the past

I'd just get
Cut right back
Down deeper to the bone
So I'm movin' on

Got no business
Climbin' back
Through broken windows

An empty house
Is all that I can see
Gotta tell myself
There's nothin' there for me

What would I do
Just be lookin' for you?
Some memories
Are better left alone

And I'd probably
Learn real fast
If I go
Digging through the past

I'd just
Get cut right back
Down deeper to the bone
So I'm moving on

Got no business
Climbing back
Through broken windows

Broken windows
Yeah
Broken windows

Broken windows
Yeah
Broken windows
Broken windows