| Song | Broken Kind of Good Love |
| Artist | Anna Abreu |
| Album | Best of 2007-2011! |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I´m done | |
| I want u gone | |
| Still we don´t split | |
| There´s not much | |
| to smile about | |
| But I fake it | |
| No I don´t think we rock | |
| Not much left, the glitters fading | |
| So what we have must stop | |
| A clean cut, not worth debating | |
| Still every time | |
| We cover up and we make it | |
| That´s what we get | |
| for keeping it alive | |
| Your heart is calling | |
| but I just can´t hear enough | |
| Lost in a wicked case of bad love | |
| We keep on falling | |
| And I see the curtain drop | |
| Can´tu see this is insane | |
| I´ll scream and shout | |
| Then spit you out | |
| I´m hurt, no doubt | |
| Still the song remains the same | |
| Your heart is calling | |
| But I just can´t hear enough | |
| Stuck in a broken kind of good love | |
| If u like | |
| Then I despise | |
| And well that´s it | |
| (If u like I despise) | |
| (There's) no need | |
| To harmonize | |
| We just don´t hit | |
| We´re done reaching out | |
| What´s left without pretending? | |
| Beyond a shadow of doubt | |
| We´re good but past defending | |
| Still every time | |
| We´ve covered up, we´ve made it | |
| But still…What do I get | |
| by keeping it alive | |
| Your heart is calling | |
| but I just can´t hear enough | |
| Lost in a wicked case of bad love | |
| We keep on falling | |
| And I see the curtain drop | |
| Can´tu see this is insane | |
| I´ll scream and shout | |
| Then spit you out | |
| I´m hurt, no doubt | |
| Still the song remains the same | |
| Your heart is calling | |
| But I just can´t hear enough | |
| Stuck in a broken kind of good love | |
| Inside I feel my heart is dead | |
| Inside I feel that this is it | |
| And I´m not OK | |
| Your heart is calling | |
| but I just can´t hear enough | |
| Lost in a wicked case of bad love | |
| We keep on falling | |
| And I see the curtain drop | |
| Can´tu see this is insane | |
| I´ll scream and shout | |
| Then spit you out | |
| I´m hurt, no doubt | |
| Still the song remains the same | |
| Your heart is calling | |
| But I just can´t hear enough | |
| Stuck in a broken kind of good love |
| I m done | |
| I want u gone | |
| Still we don t split | |
| There s not much | |
| to smile about | |
| But I fake it | |
| No I don t think we rock | |
| Not much left, the glitters fading | |
| So what we have must stop | |
| A clean cut, not worth debating | |
| Still every time | |
| We cover up and we make it | |
| That s what we get | |
| for keeping it alive | |
| Your heart is calling | |
| but I just can t hear enough | |
| Lost in a wicked case of bad love | |
| We keep on falling | |
| And I see the curtain drop | |
| Can tu see this is insane | |
| I ll scream and shout | |
| Then spit you out | |
| I m hurt, no doubt | |
| Still the song remains the same | |
| Your heart is calling | |
| But I just can t hear enough | |
| Stuck in a broken kind of good love | |
| If u like | |
| Then I despise | |
| And well that s it | |
| If u like I despise | |
| There' s no need | |
| To harmonize | |
| We just don t hit | |
| We re done reaching out | |
| What s left without pretending? | |
| Beyond a shadow of doubt | |
| We re good but past defending | |
| Still every time | |
| We ve covered up, we ve made it | |
| But still What do I get | |
| by keeping it alive | |
| Your heart is calling | |
| but I just can t hear enough | |
| Lost in a wicked case of bad love | |
| We keep on falling | |
| And I see the curtain drop | |
| Can tu see this is insane | |
| I ll scream and shout | |
| Then spit you out | |
| I m hurt, no doubt | |
| Still the song remains the same | |
| Your heart is calling | |
| But I just can t hear enough | |
| Stuck in a broken kind of good love | |
| Inside I feel my heart is dead | |
| Inside I feel that this is it | |
| And I m not OK | |
| Your heart is calling | |
| but I just can t hear enough | |
| Lost in a wicked case of bad love | |
| We keep on falling | |
| And I see the curtain drop | |
| Can tu see this is insane | |
| I ll scream and shout | |
| Then spit you out | |
| I m hurt, no doubt | |
| Still the song remains the same | |
| Your heart is calling | |
| But I just can t hear enough | |
| Stuck in a broken kind of good love |
| I m done | |
| I want u gone | |
| Still we don t split | |
| There s not much | |
| to smile about | |
| But I fake it | |
| No I don t think we rock | |
| Not much left, the glitters fading | |
| So what we have must stop | |
| A clean cut, not worth debating | |
| Still every time | |
| We cover up and we make it | |
| That s what we get | |
| for keeping it alive | |
| Your heart is calling | |
| but I just can t hear enough | |
| Lost in a wicked case of bad love | |
| We keep on falling | |
| And I see the curtain drop | |
| Can tu see this is insane | |
| I ll scream and shout | |
| Then spit you out | |
| I m hurt, no doubt | |
| Still the song remains the same | |
| Your heart is calling | |
| But I just can t hear enough | |
| Stuck in a broken kind of good love | |
| If u like | |
| Then I despise | |
| And well that s it | |
| If u like I despise | |
| There' s no need | |
| To harmonize | |
| We just don t hit | |
| We re done reaching out | |
| What s left without pretending? | |
| Beyond a shadow of doubt | |
| We re good but past defending | |
| Still every time | |
| We ve covered up, we ve made it | |
| But still What do I get | |
| by keeping it alive | |
| Your heart is calling | |
| but I just can t hear enough | |
| Lost in a wicked case of bad love | |
| We keep on falling | |
| And I see the curtain drop | |
| Can tu see this is insane | |
| I ll scream and shout | |
| Then spit you out | |
| I m hurt, no doubt | |
| Still the song remains the same | |
| Your heart is calling | |
| But I just can t hear enough | |
| Stuck in a broken kind of good love | |
| Inside I feel my heart is dead | |
| Inside I feel that this is it | |
| And I m not OK | |
| Your heart is calling | |
| but I just can t hear enough | |
| Lost in a wicked case of bad love | |
| We keep on falling | |
| And I see the curtain drop | |
| Can tu see this is insane | |
| I ll scream and shout | |
| Then spit you out | |
| I m hurt, no doubt | |
| Still the song remains the same | |
| Your heart is calling | |
| But I just can t hear enough | |
| Stuck in a broken kind of good love |