Broken Bottle کے بول

Love doesn't grow in the middle of the garden No, no (No, no) I could feel your pain but you really hate to show it No, no (No, no) I tried to give myself away I did not get to say to you That I did have somethin' to say Forgive your fumbling ways, my dude Oh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh Oh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh Running out of breath I don't think I could follow Look at your footsteps Look at the broken bottles Crazy, I was a mess Crazy, you was so hollow Maybe I should address Maybe I should Give myself away I did not get to say to you That I did have somethin' to say Forgive your fumbling ways, my dude Oh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh Oh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh Oh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh Oh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh