Broken Me

The Chosen

Broken Me The Chosen

1 Verse:
Everybody's story's better
Everybody's put together
They all got it figured out
I'm just here with all my doubts
Seems like they're the ones You treasure
The ones You love, and You remember
But I know, though I don't know how
That You're working something out

Chorus:
With broken hands, broken feet
With broken plans and broken dreams
With every part and every piece that doesn't fit so perfectly
With broken words and broken screams
You take all the scars, make a work of art
With broken me

2 Verse:
I am not the storyteller
What if I can't take the pressure?
What if it's just way too much?
Sometimes I feel like giving up
So can I see the great physician?
Think I need a second opinion
I believe, help my unbelief
That He knows exactly what I need

Chorus:
With broken hands and broken feet
With broken plans and broken dreams
With every part and every piece that doesn't fit so perfectly
With broken words and broken screams
You take all the scars, make a work of art
With broken me
Broken hands, broken feet
Broken plans, broken dreams
Every part and every piece doesn't fit so perfectly
With broken words and broken screams
You take all the scars, make a work of art, mm
With broken me