Testo Broken Lamps

Twenty-one, and single now She decorates my side Suffers from the oxygen, Sits at home and cries Knowing that she's gone leave It's just a question when. Broken lamps and turned up amps Here we go again. Twenty-five, she's married now Two kids by her side Another year I limp on stage Chicago the umpteenth time Birthday cards that never come And Christmas at a friends. Broken lamps and turned up amps. Here we go again. Forty-five, she's single now The kids are on their own I come in bloody from the road The records sell no more. Come to you with fret cut hands That reach out for amends Broken lamps and turned up amps Here we go again Broken lamps and turned up amps Here we go again Broken lamps and turned up amps Here I go again.