Verse 1

Everybody’s stories' better
Everybody’s put together
They all got it figured out
I’m just here with all my doubts

Verse 2

Seems like they’re
The ones You treasure
The ones You love and You remember
But I know though
I don’t know how
That You’re working
Something out

Chorus 1

With broken hands
AAnd broken feet
With broken plans
And broken dreams
With every part
And every piece
That doesn’t fit so perfectly
With broken words
And broken screams
You take all the scars
Make a work of art
With broken me

Verse 3

I am not the storyteller
But what if I can’t
Take the pressure
What if it’s
Just way too much
Sometimes I feel
Like giving up

Verse 4

So can I see the Great Physician
Think I need a second opinion
I believe help my unbelief
That He knows exactly
What I need

Chorus 1

With broken hands
AAnd broken feet
With broken plans
And broken dreams
With every part
And every piece
That doesn’t fit so perfectly
With broken words
And broken screams
You take all the scars
Make a work of art
With broken me

Chorus 2

Broken hands broken feet
Broken plans broken dreams
Every part and every piece
That doesn’t fit so perfectly
With broken words and broken screams
You take all the scars
Make a work of art
With broken me