The Man Who Breaks Things

he said son turn it down is it ten that's a bad i disbelieve
and the words just sad stroke through the crowd and the smoke they gave you twenty three

breath made in heartache 
and i barely was drawn in
cause i made up my misses 
and you'll always be the man who breaks things

since when does the soul of the song 
does the cracks in the walls
then build a sadder world?
do they make dirty friends
do they take a glimpse
and come and soften her

breath paid in heartache 
and i barely was drawn in
cause i made up my misses 
and you'll always be the man who breaks things