Broken TV - Bush

No longer sane

No longer human

You’re everything that I need

And pray for rain just to make it sunny

It’s better now we can see

Guilt

Who’s power crazy

Who’s hungry for honey

Who could hold and take unless I

I don’t like wine and must love money

Wine is better when there’s nobody else

Now that I’m holding I’m holding that

Seeking around and give right back

And my arm is gonna be this blind

And my arm is gonna be this

Reaching with you

These are the days of broken TV

She got mirror things and looks real nice well

Love over sex with me on her inside

We see the light and gather real tight

Now that I’m holding I’m holding that

Seeking around and give right back

And my arm is gonna be this blind

And my arm is gonna be

I feel funny

I shut up fine

These are the days of broken TV

She got mirror things and looks real nice well

Love over sex with me on her inside

We see the light and gather real tight

Now that I’m holding I’m holding that

Seeking around and give right back

And my arm is gonna be this blind

And my arm is gonna be this

This, this, hard to live

With what you miss

Hard to live

With what you miss

Hard to live

With what you miss

Hard to live with what you miss