I stood in the street in the pouring rain
Didn't give a damn about anything
I said, take me, oh Lord, just take me
Went back in the house, picked up this guitar
And somehow my fingers found the weight of my heart
And it saved me, oh Lord, it saved me
I'm not proud of my mistakes
But thanks to you, I've got so much to say
Cause the best songs come from broken hearts
From busted dreams and beat-up guitars
In times like these when I'm down on my knees, it's true
Yeah, you gotta dig deep within the well of your soul
To find the will to sing the words that only you know about
Going through hell and living to tell the truth
Oh, but the best songs come from broken hearts
I fell for a dream, it was not what it seemed
By the time I woke up, I had lost everything
Thought I'd die without you
But I came to life without you
Yeah, cause God has a way of working things out
If not for the music, where would I be now?
I'm gonna write about you
You bet I'm gonna write about you
Despite the obvious mistake
Thanks to you now, I've got so much to say
Cause the best songs come from broken hearts
From busted dreams and beat-up guitars
In times like these when I'm down on my knees, it's true
Yeah, you gotta dig deep within the well of your soul
To find the will to sing the words that only you know about
Going through hell and living to tell the truth
Oh, but the best songs come from broken hearts
Yeah, you gotta dig deep within the well of your soul
To find the will to sing the words that only you know about
Going through hell and living to tell the truth
Living to tell the truth
But I'm willing to tell the truth
Cause the best songs come from
The best songs come from
The best songs come from
Broken hearts
Yeah, broken hearts
Yeah, you gotta dig deep within the well of your soul