Broken Wings

You’re a special kind of tragic
And so naturally I'm attracted
Don’t know what it is about those broken wings
But I cold stone gotta have it
When they’re down and out and ragged
Honey you can come home with me

And I’ll fix you up as good as brand new
And I say I don’t mind it but I do

You’re a charming kind of manic
God I find it so romantic
Oh, you know you really do it for me
Oh, it really is a sickness
That your bullshit is my weakness
And I don’t care what you do to me

And if nothing more you keep me on my toes
And I tell you that I'm leaving but I don’t
I'm back for more

Oh God, I'm so hung up on you
Despite the things you do
I'm coming back for more

Ain’t nothing like the perfect fix
To take the pain for just a bit
Oh, I'm at your door

I'm a special kind of damaged
Always craving what I can’t have
And the hardest love’s the one that I want
Oh, and I just can’t feel deserving
Unless I know damn well I earned it
Through the blood and sweat and tears
I gave for you

And I wonder when it is that I’ll learn
But I just don’t know how to stop feeling so hurt