One more song for the broken hearted A dream so true that soon departed and was cast aside to yellow and dry up All the people you were up above That you worked so hard to be better than Would you trade it for a minute of connection? The kids are grown the teeth are pulled The receipts counted now theres lines across your face it all meant nothing so pull the door down one last time and wash your hands free you can leave this cross you bear it all meant nothing walk away to burn it all down But when the scissors got too dull and you had to make a choice whether to fix what you'd done or start it all again and when the light turns green on your hopes and dreams do you take right off or do you wait around? it might turn red again and now you're hanging for these ropes and are you hopeless or well off? so light up one more cigarette for everything you left behind and burn it all down