Sutures.

Broken with your image
I see it all
I'm walking through the wreckage
The taste is dull

Provided with a second
I use it all
Confided in the section
The kingdom come

Don't waste another second
I promise her
But she's not understanding
Just leave me now

I'm lost I'm barely standing
I'm comin home
For you I'll bring the damage
The sutures torn