Protocol

I remember the evenin’ you said you were leavin’
That’s when I knew I had lost
No room for forgiveness
Suitcase, frames, pictures, placed in the back of your car

I won’t tell my parents
How I fucked up perfection
And selfishly put myself first
A future of stories, kiss you good mornings
Gone and it’s what I deserve

I can’t find the words to say
When someone asks how you’ve been
I don’t know the protocol for fixin’ a, fixin’ a broken heart

When my friends hear the rumours
They’ll tell me they knew that
You were bad news from the start
Every bar they take me
To try to matchmake me
With someone who doesn’t come close, no

You won’t tell your mother ‘cause she’ll tell your father
And that’s just one more broken heart (one more broken heart)
A future of stories, adventures, and journeys
On fire and falling apart

I can’t find the words to say
Someone asks how you’ve been
Don’t know the protocol for fixin’ a, fixin’ a broken heart
Call your answerphone
Hope that you’re not at home
Don’t know the protocol for fixin’ a, fixin’ a broken heart

When I’m all by myself and the drink doesn’t help
Take ‘em down from the shelf
And I’m reminded I keep fighting walls in my head
With the miles of regret, ‘cause I had every letter, but now

I can’t find the words to say
When someone asks how you’ve been
Don’t know the protocol for fixin’ a, fixin’ a broken heart
Call your answerphone
Hope that you’re not at home
Don’t know the protocol for fixin’ a, fixin’ a broken heart
(Fixin’ a, fixin’ a broken heart)