Broken Bottle

Love doesn't grow in the
Middle of the garden no, no (No, no)
I could feel your pain but you
Really hate to show it no, no (No,  no)

I tried to give myself away
I did not get to say to you
That I did have somethin' to say
Forgive your fumbling ways, my dude
Oh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh, ooh
Oh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh, ooh

Running out of breath
I don't think I could follow
Look at your footsteps
Look at the broken bottles
Crazy, I was a mess crazy, you was so hollow
Maybe I should address maybe I should

Give myself away i did not get to say to you
That I did have somethin' to say
Forgive your fumbling ways, my dude
Oh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh, ooh
Oh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh, ooh

Oh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh, ooh
Oh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh, ooh