Pieces

Hold me back I'm going off the edge

Once again

Waiting on your call

But your phones been dead since noon

And your voicemail box is full too

I'm picking up the pieces that just won't go together

I wish they'd go together

Wish they'd go together

I'm forgetting all their faces

I'm forgetting all their faces

I hope this makes it better

Hope this makes it better now

Drunk in my room

Thinking of you

Stuck in my head