Broken Ones

I donít want no one whoís stable,
One whoís willing, one whoís able.
But if youíre emotionally unavailable,
You can call me anytime.

Broken in the head, broken in the heart,
Donít know which wayís up, ainít got a dime.
Broken by someoneís hands,
Or just broken right from the start
I fall for the broken ones every time.


I donít want no social climber,
No up-and-comer, no wine and diner.
If the things you like in life are finer,
Iím gonna look the other way.

Broken in the head, broken in the heart,
Donít know which wayís up, ainít got a dime.
Broken by someoneís hands,
Or just broken right from the start
I fall for the broken ones every time.


And I know itís wrong,
But I canít help the need,
Because I hear him call, I hear him cry
And heís calling out, calling out to meÖ.
I want to heal him, I want to help him

Broken in the head, broken in the heart,
Donít know which wayís up, ainít got a dime.
Broken by someoneís hands,
Or just broken right from the start
I fall for the broken ones every time.
I fall for the broken ones every time.




copyright Heather Johnson 2007.