Warrant Solid
In between where I've been and everywhere that I want to be One piece here and one chip there, I am broken beyond repair Why should I care? Soon you won't be able to see me at all If the sun shines down on me tomorrow Will it fill me up or leave me hollow? Not quite disappearing altogether I'm here but I'm never solid.... No one comes and no one calls I might as well not be here at all I crack up, I break down On a ledge above solid ground Please talk me down