Broken

The broken clock is a comfort, it helps me sleep tonight,
Maybe it can stop tomorrow from stealing all my time.
I am here still waiting though I still have my doubts.
I am damaged at best, like you've already figured out.

I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing,
With a broken heart that's still beating.
In the pain, there is healing,
In your name I find meaning.
So I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on,
I'm barely holdin' on to you.

The broken locks were a warning you got inside my head,
I tried my best to be guarded, I'm an open book instead.
I still see your reflection inside of my eyes,
That are looking for a purpose, they're still looking for life.

I'm hangin' on another day,
Just to see what you throw my way.
And I'm hanging on to the words you say,
You said that I will be okay.
The broken lights on the freeway left me here alone,
I may have lost my way now, haven't forgotten my way home.