The Devil Wears Prada
Broken (Acoustic)
[Intro]
Ooh (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Ooh (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)

[Verse 1: Jeremy DePoyster]
I hate when I get left alone
I'm sure that all these calls are getting old
A short drive, just get me home
The cost is nowhere near to what I owe

[Pre-Chorus: Jeremy DePoyster]
From the back of the car, it's sinking in
Like a shot of fear and adrenaline
I'm a lost cause with nothing left
Can't you see that?

[Chorus: Jeremy DePoyster]
My hands are torn up
From all these broken bottles
I can't stand, lost too much
I know I've got my problems

[Post-Chorus: Jeremy DePoyster]
(Ooh) Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh
(I know I've got my problems)
(Ooh) Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh
[Verse 2: Jeremy DePoyster]
How did it start? (How did it start?)
This episode (This episode's)
Got me crawling and flying
I'm high and I'm low, oh-oh

[Pre-Chorus: Jeremy DePoyster with Mike Hranica]
I watch from afar and make my bets
As you sit back and light a cigarette
A lost cause with nothing left
Can't you see that?

[Chorus: Jeremy DePoyster with Mike Hranica]
My hands are torn up
From all these broken bottles
I can't stand, lost too much
I know I've got my problems
Every day I'm afraid
That I might find the bottom
My hands are torn up
I know I've got my problems

[Post-Chorus: Jeremy DePoyster with Mike Hranica]
I know I've got my problems
I know I've got my problems
[Bridge: Jeremy DePoyster with Mike Hranica]
Drink it down, I'm on empty
Shaking now, please don't worry
It surrounds all that I see
I'm on empty

[Chorus: Jeremy DePoyster with Mike Hranica]
My hands are torn up
From all these broken bottles
I can't stand, lost too much
I know I've got my problems
Every day I'm afraid
That I might find the bottom
My hands are torn up
I know I've got my problems

[Outro: Jeremy DePoyster with Mike Hranica]
I've got my problems
I know I've got my problems