Pieces - PLGRMS, Pilgrims

You’re always, and my head is in the clouds

I love the way you do, love the way you frown

Strongly, you just won’t listen and you let me down

Always, you’re always

Am I seen in your runaway visions

So it’s fun now

But in time till the wind lets you fly south

Broken me down, broken me down

Now I’m picking up the pieces

I’m picking up the pieces that you broke

Picking up the pieces

I’m picking up the pieces of my heart

I’m only, and you’re just looking down

Try to change your mind

Don’t even make a sound

Go leer in your runaway vision

Don’t turn around

I don’t know why I’m waiting for you now

Broken me down, broken me down

Now I’m picking up the pieces

I’m picking up the pieces that you broke

Picking up the pieces

I’m picking up the pieces of my heart

All the pieces, all the pieces

All the pieces, all the pieces!

All the pieces, all the pieces

All the pieces, all the pieces!