Duncan Laurence Arcade

A broken heart is all that's left
I'm still fixing all the cracks
Lost a couple of pieces when
I carried it carried it carried it home

I'm afraid of all I am
My mind feels like a foreign land
Silence ringing inside my head
Please carry me carry me carry me home

I spent all of the love I've saved
We were always a losing game
Small-town boy in a big arcade
I got addicted to a losing game
Ooh ooh
All I know, all I know
Loving you is a losing game