Fall in after gnash - the broken hearts club
But while we were out one night listening to drums,
dancing and drinking sweet, sweet rum,
someone came up to me and asked me where I'm from,
their hair smelling like Bazooka bubble gum,
and I guess I succumbed...
'cause now I'm no longer a member of the Broken Hearts Club,
I no longer feel broken or numb,
but I guess you never know what's to come,
'cause I could become the newest member of the Broken Hearts Club.