Broken Biscuit

Sia · Colour The Small One [2004]

I'm a broken biscuit from the cookie jar

I'm a total misfit in the puzzle that's so far

Careful not to crush me in those hungry hands

Careful not to rush me into this fine romance



I stand under the weight of your words hoping you won't find me

I'm terrified of everything I've heard

Don't swallow



I'm a damaged dollar that no one wants to change

I'm a bunch of flowers that need to be arranged

Careful what you wish for

Careful what you say

I've lowered all my armour

Risking the pain again



I stand under the weight of your words hoping you won't find me

I'm terrified of everything I've heard

Don't swallow



I'm standing on the edge of your words

That is where you'll find me

I'm paralysed by all the things that hurt but I'm coming



I stand under the weight of your words hoping you won't find me

I'm paralysed by all the things I heard

Don't swallow



I'm standing on the edge of your words

Standing on the edge of your words

I'm paralysed by all the things that hurt but I'm coming