Broken heart is all that's left I'm still fixing all the Grace lost a couple of pieces when my mind feels like a foreign land silent ringing inside my head please carry me, carry me, carry me home I've sprint all of the love I saved. We were always a losing game. Small townboy, a big arcade. I got addicted to a losing game. Oh all I know, all I know. Loving you is a losing Grace all I know, all I know