Brotherhood of the Broken - Marlon Roudette

If not me then someone else

Who will feel the pain I felt

I may be an old face from a photograph

You may look at me and laugh

Till it’s your turn to sing the blues

Knowing what you had to lose

I may be an old fool from her former life

Till you find out what it’s like

She’ll make you feel like you’re the centre

Of a place without a trace

Of any man who’s gone before

Join us now

The brotherhood of the broken

And we’ll be proud to welcome one of ours

Join our chain

Where all the links are broken

I didn’t know her that well

I did not know her that well

And if not you then someone else

Who will fall like you and melt

And you’ll be an old foe that she left for him

Occasionally mentioned

Till it’s his turn and he’ll relate

To what it’s like to be replaced

You may be an old fool

From her former days

Till he finds himself erased

He may find her in a corner

And provide for her a shoulder

As she cries her toles of you

He doesn’t know he’s just a ladder

For her to clumb up to the rooftops

Where she’ll find a better view

And he’ll join us now

The brotherhood of the broken

And we’ll be proud to wolcome one of ours

Join our chain

Where all the links are broken

He did not know her that well

You did not know her that well

I did not know her so well

We did not know her that well

You may hold her in the winter

And feel like you’re the only man

Who’s ever loved her before

So join us now

In the brotherhood of the broken

And we’ll be proud to welcome one of ours

Join our chain

Where all the links are broken

I didn’t know her that well

You did not know her that well

You did not know her that well