Pieces

Did you ever notice?

Did you even care?

About a heart that's broken

You've must forgot about one here

I didn't want to tell you

That I still think 'bout us sometimes

Or when I pour another, drink up

Wishing it wasn't one of those nights

I'm haunted by some memories

And there's a ghost in my bed

Along with some old pictures

And some words I wish I said

It's a fucked up situation

When someone you knew

Becomes someone you used to know

That's why I hate the fact I still love you

'Cause loving you is getting old

Just like

Picking up the pieces

Even though I shouldn't do

'Cause even though they're broken

Did you even care?