Can you take this broken boy. And put the pieces back as one?. Though he has all of his toys. He is never having fun. . Because it's not enough. Now we're growing up.
So are we lost or do we know. Which direction we should go?. Sit around and wait for someone. To take our hands and lead the way. . 'Cause every day we're getting older.
One, two, three. . To every broken heart in here. Love was once a part but now it's disappeared. She told me that it's all part of the choices that you make.
Yeah, ooh. . So can you feel your heartbeat racing?. Can you feel the tension rise?. Can you see the road you're walking?. Are these signs too hard to recognize?.
Bar fight, week night. You don't look right, poor mite, no bite. Wake up, first light. This is what we live and what we see. . Dance club, strip light.
Can you take this broken boy. And put the pieces back as one?. Though he has all of his toys. He is never having fun. . Because it's not enough. Now we're growing up.