You don't look so good tonight But I'll entertain it for a little while I ain't trying to trap me a slave But you're disregarding what I say I'm an empty home to fill You put in it what you will But I'm warning you, please tread light 'Cause you don't look so good tonight And I'm a broken record and You're a broke machine But please don't lie to me Maybe a new hand didn't know what came One I've always felt's at play 'Cause I'm running before I could sit And learn to like myself a bit You done the distance You done the miles Along the way learned how to lie You sat down for every game Seem still unsure of how to play I'm a broken record and You're a broke machine But please don't lie to me I know this bag of bones needs stitching And I'm a high-talking mess But you're grabbing your last chance and Hell, you nearly missed 'Cause I'm a broken record and You're a broke machine But please don't lie And I'm a broken record (and I'm a broken record) and You're a broke machine But please don't lie I'm a broken record and I Love my broken machines But please don't lie to me