Broken Glasses

You call it madness, I call it love
 There's certain place that I can never get enough
 Like broken glasses, I pick it up
 And I don't have that life to live and think that rough
 (Sneezy with the hit boy)
 You call it madness, I call it love
 There's certain place that I can never get enough
 Like broken glasses, I pick it up
 And I don't have that life to live and think that rough
 And all the times that we spended
 I wished it never had ended
 'Cause all I do for you is-
 I give you love
 I know that times were frustrating
 You had no room to be dating
 But now I think that I, I had enough
 A lotta time has passed, a lotta time has changed
 A lotta things that I made, but nothing heals this pain
 My lungs are plain and black, that shits too small exchanged, ah
 I hope I never have to feel it again
 It's from anxiety, silently
 Crying out all my petty, finally
 I will see, there's something wrong
 Isn't it irony
 I used to think all of this shit was fake
 I don't even know if I can have it any other way
 Ha, ha, ha, ha
 Broken glasses in a fa-ra-ra-ra-ra-ra-na
 Fa-ra-ra-ra-ra-ra-na
 (Sneezy with that hit, bitch)
 You call it madness, I call it love
 There's a certain place I can never get enough
 Like broken glasses, I pick it up
 And I don't have that life to live and think that rough
 And all the times that we spended
 I wished it never had ended
 'Cause all I do for you is-
 I give you love
 I know the times were frustrating
 You had no room to be dating
 But now I think that I, I had enough