I am a magnet for broken pieces
I am attracted to broken people
I pick 'em up and now my fingers are bleeding
And it looks like my fault
And it looks like I'm caught red-handed
Hit over the head (epiphany)
Over my head (repeatedly)
Thick skull never did (nothing for me)
Same lesson again? (Come on, give it to me)
(Give it to me, give it to me, give it to me)
Only I know where all the bodies are buried
Thought by now I'd find 'em just a little, less scary
Might get easier, but you don't get used to it
Keep on, autopilot, mm-mm
Hey, hey
What's the body count up to now, captain?
Hit over the head (epiphany)
Over my head (repeatedly)
Thick skull never did (nothing for me)
Same lesson again? (Come on, give it to me)
(Give it to me, give it to me, give it to me)
Come on out with your hands up
Come on out with your hands up
I'm coming out with my hands up
Come on out with your hands up
Hit over the head (epiphany)
Over my head (repeatedly)
Thick skull never did (nothing for me)
Same lesson again? (Come on, give it to me)
I pick 'em up and now my fingers are bleeding (give it to me, give it to me, give it to me, give it to me)
And it looks like I'm caught red-handed
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