You know, man, I have been waiting a long, long time to say this...

but everybody, we're Matchbox 20 and welcome to Storytellers.

This has been good for us, because we've noticed now...

through watching TV, and we watch it a lot, 'cause we're in a band...

flippin' through, you find 4 or 5 places that you can turn on a TV...

and see a band playing their instruments, you know? Live.

Which is just a novel approach to it these days, I think.

And so it's nice to be on that. We're gonna...

just kick off is what we'll do. This song was one of the first new ones.

It was written for the new record, and...

I remember it mostly because it's one of these ones where...

when I moved to New York I walked around SoHo, that's how I'd spend...

my whole time off, I'd sit in a room for a few hours and I'd write.

And then I couldn't write anymore, I'd just walk around the block...

like, 400 times, until the song just kept going through my head.

And with this song, I was walking around and I had it in my head...

just humming, I'm like, "That's a pretty good song. Who is that?

Gosh, that's me! That's our song!" I was stoked!

I was like, "We're on to something here, this is good. "

It was written like... I've never been a love song guy...

until I got married, we'll go into that later.

This was my version of a love song, co-dependent for the new millennium.

It was like two people were kinda saying...

"I'm all screwed up over here and you're all screwed up over here.

We can get together and it wouldn't matter if we were screwed up...

because we're together and that'd be fine. That's what this song's about.

Enough, enough!

If I fall along the way

Pick me up and dust me off

And If I get too tired to make it

Be my breath so I can walk

If I need some other love then

Give me more than I can stand

And when my smile gets old and faded

Wait around I'll smile again Shouldn't be so complicated

Just hold me and then

Just hold me again Can you help me I'm bent

I'm so scared that I'll never

Get put back together

Keep breaking me In And this Is how we will end

With you and me

Bent

If I couldn't sleep could you sleep

Could you paint me better off

Could you sympathize with my needs

I know you think I need a lot I started out clean but I'm jaded

Just phoning it In

Just breaking the skin Can you help me I'm bent

I'm so scared that I'll never

Get put back together

Keep breaking me In And this Is how we will end

With you and me

Bent

You and me

You and me

Bent

Oh, bent

Start bending me It's never enough

TIII I feel all your pleces

Start bending me

Keep bending me until

I'm completely broken In

Again

Shouldn't be so complicated

Just touch me and then

Touch me again Can you help me I'm bent

I'm so scared that I'll never

Get put back together

Keep breaking me In And this Is how we will end

With you and me lending Without understanding

Hell, I go there again Can you help me I'm bent

I'm so scared that I'll never

Get put back together

You're breaking me In And this Is how we will end

With you and me

Bent

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

You know something else I think is funny?

If you go to Europe, if you go to England, "Bent" means gay...

and if you go to Australia, it means that you're a big pot smoker.

In both of these places there's giant posters of us that say "Bent".

You really can take your own meaning from it, wherever you are.

Any of them make us sound more interesting than we actually are...

so I'll go with it all.