Made To Be Broken

Guess I'll be leaving in the morning By the chill that you gave me I will ride I will tear out my insides just to find a place to hide And I don't want to hurt you anymore You got the dagger but I got the revolver As we rolled and we tumbled to the floor I been ?? is it just these drugs I'm feelin'? And I don't want to lie to you no more ?? ?? till the end A guitar's a man's best friend But these rules were meant to be broken ?? make myself uneasy And I haven't got the guts to make you cry ?? to one thing ?? do something And I don't want to hurt you anymore Now with this advice I will end ?? Some things are meant to be spoken And these rules are meant to be broken