the city feels clean this time of night
just empty streets and me walking home to clear my head
i know it came as no surprise
i'm affected more than i had guessed on what was said

if the smile's not meant to be,
if the heart's not ready to open
if we make it i won't see it's broken

if the smile's not meant to be,
if the heart's not ready to open
if we make it i won't see how it's broken

it's the quiet time before the dawn
and i'm half past making sense of it, was i wrong?
should i claim to give it all
in a world where not much ever seems to last long

if the smile's not meant to be,
if the heart's not ready to open
if we make it i won't see it's broken

if the smile's not meant to be,
if the heart's not ready to open
if we make it i won't see it's how broken