Broken Record

You met me in my dreams last night Same dark eyes, familiar sight Broken words we've dreamt a hundred times But you were strange and staggered too Like what you said I'd scripted through I guess this means I'm getting over you Why do I still dream of you? Why do you still come? Is it to remind me of the evil things I've done? Why am I still followed by your ghost memory And why do I still hope you think of me? Every night inside my bed You creep into my head I am just a b-b-b-broken Broken record Every night inside my dream I replay the same old thing I am just a b-b-b-broken Broken record The strangest part I'd have to say Is I don't want him anyway Maybe I just want what I can't have Maybe it's the tragedy Or maybe it's the girl in me Who just wants to be wanted by a man Or maybe I just think of him when I am on my own 'Cause maybe make believe is not as lonely as alone Silence brings the truth but it breaks the fantasy The only one I'm talking to is me Every night inside my bed You creep into my head I am just a b-b-b-broken Broken record Every night inside my dream I replay the same old thing I am just a b-b-b-broken Broken record To broken past and breathing dirt To cling to not escaping hurt Is inner joy's repeating struggles Maybe trapped or mostly troubled Every night inside my bed You creep into my head I am just a b-b-b-broken Broken record Every night inside my dream I replay the same old thing I am just a b-b-b-broken Broken record