Waking up at 3 a.m., drowning in our hate Our broken dreams and broken promises Scared of making no f**ing difference Could you answer me and tell me the truth? We tread this place so empty handed Beat down with a bad taste in my mouth We tread this place so empty handed Beat down with a bad taste in my mouth Broken foundation, buried underneath all the smiles To make the emptiness complete Poked in my ribs, I snapped them off with feeling Bruised and drunken heart Waking up at 3 a.m., waking up at 3 a.m Waking up to nothing We tread this place so empty handed Beat down with a bad taste in my mouth We tread this place so empty handed Beat down with a bad taste in my mouth Broken foundation, buried underneath all the smiles To make the emptiness complete Poked in my ribs, I snapped them off with feeling Bruised and drunken heart Coins across the floor, seasons burn in me It made the emptiness complete Broken foundation, buried underneath all the smiles To make the emptiness complete Poked in my ribs, I snapped them off with feeling Bruised and drunken heart Broken foundation With feeling bruised and drunken heart Broken foundation With feeling bruised and drunken heart