Texty: Erika Jo. Erika Jo. I Break Things.

I broke most of Momma's dishes
She banned me from the kitchen when I was a kid
And I tore Daddy's truck to pieces
Left it in a heap that no mechanic could fix
You don't believe me, I can see you laughing
But trust me I'm an accident waiting here to happen

'Cause I break things, anything I touch
I just get around 'em and I'm bound to tear them up
Yeah, I make things snap and fall apart
So if you wanna hold me, boy, you better watch your heart
Because I break things

You say I'm nothing you can't handle
You're tougher than an anvil, well, baby, we'll see
I'm like a wrecking ball coming
You're better off running far away from me
Don't get me wrong now, baby, I adore ya
It's only right that I give you fair warning

'Cause I break things, anything I touch
I just get around 'em and I'm bound to tear them up
Yeah, I make things snap and fall apart
So if you wanna hold me, boy, you better watch your heart
Because I break things

Rain is wet, the desert is dry
That's the way it'll always be
Fire is hot, it's dark at night
The sun comes up in the east and

I break things, anything I touch
I just get around 'em and I'm bound to tear them up
Yeah, I make things snap and fall apart
So if you wanna hold me, boy, you better watch your heart
Because I break things

I break things