Why are we overcome with fear?
What if I told you that fear isn't real?
Why are we overcome with death?
What if I told you my friends,
Your doubt you could live without

There is a question I want to understand
Why can't everyone tell the truth
And learn to love again?

Do you know what it feels like
To be broken and used, scared and confused
Do you know what it feels like
To be broken and used, scared and confused
Yes I know

One more question
I know time is dear
Is what the world speaks of love really real?
The answer's not of this world but very clear
Look above to find love and you found eternal life
Street-corner preachers you've heard before
Friendly advice just gets thrown out the door

There is a question I want to understand
Why can't everyone tell the truth
And learn to love again?

Do you know what it feels like
To be broken and used, scared and confused
Yes I know what it feels like
To be broken and used, scared and confused
Yes I know, yes I know, yes I know

Yes I know (what it feels like...)

Do you know what it feels like
To be broken and used, scared and confused
Yes I know what it feels like
To be broken and used, scared and confused
I'm broken
I'm broken
I'm broken
I'm broken