She smokes my last cigarette   She forgives me but I don't know it yet   And I don't ask but sometimes why is beautiful   She's a little cheap, but worth the wait   Of honeyed kisses, sleeping late   They steal my covers, but I'm just glad my bed is full      And if the words were spoken   They'd shatter on the floor   And once they'd broken open   Would it matter anymore   You've got to love her to see her   And in seeing there's hoping   Oh she's so sweet   She's sweet and broken      She'll never tell you everything   She's the fire the darkness brings   And I get lost but that's just where I'm supposed to be   She won't say why she cries   At marigolds and butterflies   And why her smile seems to hide a tragedy      And if the words were spoken   They'd shatter on the floor   And once they'd broken open   Would it matter anymore   You've got to love her to see her   And in seeing there's hoping   Oh she's so sweet   She's sweet and broken      I see her rising through the trees   She's like a wounded moon, gazing back at me      And if the words were spoken   They'd shatter on the floor   And once they'd broken open   Would it matter anymore      And if the words were spoken   They'd shatter on the floor   And once they'd broken open   Would it matter anymore      You've got to love her to see her   And in seeing there's hoping   She's so sweet   She's sweet and broken      You've got to love her to see her   And in seeing there's hoping   She's so sweet   She's sweet and broken