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?