If it’s a broken part, replace it;
if it’s a broken arm, then brace it;
if it’s a broken heart, then face it.
Are the details in the fabric,
are the things that make you panic,
are your thoughts results of static cling?
Are the things that make you blow
hell, no reason, go on and scream;
if you’re shocked it’s just the fault
of faulty manufacturing.
Everything will be fine;
everything in no time at all,
hearts will hold.
having a bad weekend;
everything will be fine,
lyrics by jason mraz: details in the fabric.