All these years living with a curse. All these years it still gets worse. I've apologised a thousand times. For empty days and sleepless nights. All I do, all I do, all I do, is try to make it up to you. So pure and true. Now it's me trying to fix you. You are broken and I don`t know what to do. Astounded each day by your resolve. And the strongest smile I ever saw. All I do, all I do, all I do, is try to somehow be your glue. And pull u thru. So many shattered pieces, all these years thinking I`m done. Some hurt is sent to heal us, and two broken hearts can beat as one. and yeah It's all that I can do, Is to somehow be your glue.