[Verse 1: Zae da Blacksmith]
I guess that as a young boy / at some point as I grew / I had learned to / develop my own truth and viewed strength as virtue / thinking it was fitting / dismissed everything hurtful / had pain ricocheting inside and running in circles / but inside of my mind I'm thinking I'm thriving / yet it's more like trains set to collide in a set timing / I lost a part of my heart along with my dime / cause let's just say I wasn't quite as refined as a diamond / I felt the burn of a love that wasn't returned / in a furnace of loneliness trapped along with all of my burdens / it's so ironic the way that my heart functions / it seems like a false promise from idols is what I'm wanting / cause before I can even begin to wipe off a tear / I set another idol in my heart and hoped that a career would bring her near / and finally bring me some validation / from folks who had thought I'm heading for death or incarceration / but it's kinda bugged how I let it all slip away / I seen a fire truck rolling today and noticed the pain / it's something you won't understand unless your heart beats with it / jumping out of a truck fighting a fire and defeating it but / I've been betrayed by the very things that I hoped in / my heart has been led astray and it seems that the pain broke it / so God restore my soul / and pick up the pieces / of this fragmented heart as I offer it up to Jesus / Lord I'm broken hearted /

[Verse 2: Timothy Brindle]
Jesus with healing balm can sympathize plenty / see He's the suffering King from Psalm 69:20 / He knows your weariness is serious / yet He can empathize not just in theory but from experience / your soul is in grief / He hears the groans of your speech / cause He too had His heart broken emotionally / slandered by us men and abandoned by His friends / betrayed by Him who was scandalous within / in the garden of Gethsemane / the precious Son / under stress and pressure from the perspective of / His death to come that would stretch His lungs / for wretched scum it had Him sweating blood / thus the Son of God suffered / His heart broke physically upon the cross / His heart ruptured / so He felt your pain literally / not just physically but spiritually -- infinitely / cause the One He fellowshiped for eternity with / made His cross into a hell -- the accursed abyss / Jesus' heart burst / out-flowing sweetness like Starburst / with infinite grief for our curse / a fountain of water and blood / so we can be washed in His love and adopted by His Father above / He knows your darkness is real / so Jesus Christ endured it all so our broken hearts could be healed / He was heart broken /

[Verse 3: Timothy Brindle & Zae da Blacksmith]
Yo since on this road I began / the more I grow in the Lamb / the more His Spirit shows me just how broken I am / self-deceived and grieved from others' selfish deeds / I feel ya B / I see that same stuff in me / hurt people hurt people / even to recent years / I'm learning that on this journey I'm leaving a trail of tears / I've failed my peers and those closest to me / so that it seems they're the ones that I've hurt the most with my schemes / I've focused on me and now I'm falling apart at the seams / how could it be that I grieved and broke the heart of my King / I've done what's evil in Your sight / sinned against You and You only / but Your wounds are my healing / Your robes they do clothe me / would You show me / it's by Your atonement that I'm right / and we'll mourn over our sin with hearts broken and contrite / hoping You might purge me with hyssop and I shall be clean Lord / I know You can wash me pure and I'll be whiter than snow / You don't delight in sacrifice so there's nothing that I bring / God restore to me back the joy that's gone inside of my soul / so instead of running to sin to deal with our pain / we turn to You our Refuge who heals all our shame / now we feel for those in darkness / to let em know You bind up their wounds and heal the broken hearted / so God give us Your heart so compassionate for the lost / help us reach to bring sheep to Your flock and take up our cross / and heal the heart broken /