Letra de Broken Cup

Looks for autumn, looks for spring They're gonna make you look, just like a magazine Fickle fashion, we are bought and sold By next season, she leaves you in the cold And maybe all I want is nothing you can sell In pills and magazines Turn the pages, Pour the water I can't seem to get enough ...like a broken cup Empty pockets, empty dream all the promises that spill from the glowing screen wealth and riches on little plastic cards all you ever wanted, with a low APR Maybe all I want, is nothing you can sell In pills and magazines, Turn the pages, pour the water Cause I can't seem to get enough like a broken cup And you can ask, you can spin, or you can weave the lies right in I've had enough gonna wash my hands clean, of this 21st century... some light reading, stop light ahead give me something that will last longer than that story like Shakespeare was meant to stick around and sitcom romance just wears me out