Where Are The Pieces Of My Heart - Barbara Mandrell

You took your suitcase and your toothbrush

And walked out in your walking shoes

You left behind this little letter breaking me the news

But now some things of mine are missing

Some things that I could dearly use

And since the evidence points to you

I must accuse

I don’t mean to be unfriendly

All I want is to be fair

I’ll be more than glad to share

But you gotta tell me where

Are the pieces of my heart

It was bad enough to break it After all that we’ve been through

But then to go on and take it Was unkind of you

Every night I feel so empty

This pain is more than I can bear

Even if you do not care

You just gotta tell me where

Are the pieces of my heart

It’s not the first time it’s been broken

It’s been dropped a time or two

I got to piece it together

And then get over you

Where even if you do not care

You just gotta tell me where

Are the pieces of my heart

Where even if you do not care

You just gotta tell me where

Are the pieces of my heart