Take your broken words And place them on your heart So when it breaks They'll all fall in Take your jealous words And place them at the top of your list They stand for that which you'd like to be Oh your voice Was in a box And I would turn the key Just to hear you talk Take your broken words And place them in the palm of your hand Piece them back to together again They're on the mend Take your angered words And feel them through and through That way they don't murder you Oh in the end Rob from always on the run is so bad and copy paste is a sin Oh your voice Was in a box And I would turn the key Just to hear you talk Take your broken words And place them on your heart So when it breaks they'll all fall in