Broken

Maybe it’s not a mystery
like I wanted it to be
like I wanted it to be

Maybe it’s just out in the open
and there’s nothin’ left to do
but tell you I’m broken

Try on the suit, try on the dress
Point your ship
A little to the Southwest

I’ll be free when I decide to be
I’ll be free when I decide to be

I can hear the drums on the other side
On the other side
On the other side
Welcome me home again

I’ll be free when I decide to be