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She took a bottle of Colder and a magazineshe didn't wanna be seen, but she couldn't let gothe city was a graveyard of machines, she looked for meaning on the radioAnd I take back the things i've done, but I'm just a broken boyAnd I hate all that I've become, cause I'm just a broken boyShe never been dumped by a boy before,She was afraid to go, she was affaid to moveIt didn't seem to matter, I was already dead.I heard what she said, she didn't want to goAnd I take back the things i've done, but I'm just a broken boyAnd I hate all that I've become, cause I'm just a broken boyJust a broken boy [x4]Cause I'm just a broken boy [x2] From Letras Mania