FALLING TO PIECES

Why do all my clothes smell like the cigarettes you smoke?

Why do I look sad on every photo on my phone?

Why am I at this party when I'd rather be at home?

Oh, I know, oh, I know

I find it hard to write a song without you on my mind

You're the inspiration behind every word and rhyme

Type you out a message, but delete the words I write

Now I know, oh, now I know

That I'm falling to pieces

Got nothing left to believe in

You took the cards I was dealt

And kept 'em all for yourself

And now I'm falling to pieces

Find myself still talking 'bout you when you're not around

Why do I feel lonely when I'm standing in a crowd?

Head's up in the clouds, but my feet stay upon the ground

Now I know, oh, now I know

I'm falling to pieces

Falling to pieces

I'm falling to pieces

I'm falling to pieces, woah

You took the cards I was dealt

And kept 'em all for yourself

And now I'm falling to pieces