Maybe we pick up the pieces
Patch up the masterpieces
Maybe we manage to fix this
I don’t know
Scattering over the decor
Pieces of porcelaine on the floor
How did we get used to this mess?
I don’t know
Dynamiting the gold mine
Was never gonna make you shine
It was only gonna make you run and bleed and cry
P-I-C-K up the P-I-E-C-E-S
Delicately, one by one, pick up the pieces
Look what you did to your mom’s dress
Don’t look away, don’t digress
Did you think it could be mended?
Don’t you know?
How did you become so careless?
She used to feed you in that dress
No wonder your mom’s offended
Yeah you know
You got it made, you’re a big shot
But big shot lost the plot
Now you’re gonna have to run and bleed and cry
P-I-C-K up the P-I-E-C-E-S
Delicately, one by one, pick up the pieces
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