Insecure of my fashion
And i insist and you're with me
And i am missing all but one thing
Yea i am missing just one thing
Just one thing
And will you take all the pieces
Shake them up put them back together now
And you say things like
And will it be just how you planned it to be?
And when you go get me a postcard.
And when you're back tell me everything.
And don't forget, don't be a stranger
Cause no one wants another problem
A problem
And will you take all the pieces
Shake them up put them back together now
And you say things like
And will you get me just one postcard?
Thinking about all of the consequence's
Of a life spent on just one thing
With all the time that i've been given
With all the things that i've been missing
It's just too much on this fucking to do list
It's just to much to bare
