1000 Pieces - Three Graces

Now she’s calling out your name

Twisting the night again and again

Everything you left here to remind me

Pictures on the wall that make no sense

After all those words that criticize me

I’m healing

I don’t want your sympathy

Doesn’t mean much to me

Now every piece of you is fading

And I won’t spend another day

Washing this dirt away

Could it be it’s your heart that’s breaking into 1000 pieces?

This conversation is at the end

I’m sick and tired

Consider this forget

Everything is set that I believed in

Was any of it real real enough for you

Hope you think of me every time she’s smiling back at you

I don’t want your sympathy

Doesn’t mean much to me

Now every piece of you is fading

And I won’t spend another day

Washing this dirt away

Could it be it’s your heart that’s breaking into 1000 pieces?

I’m on the outside trying to get inside

Looking for daylight

I’m caught in this madness

Why does it matter to me?

I don’t want your sympathy

Doesn’t mean much to me

Now every piece of you is fading

And I won’t spend another day

Washing this dirt away

Could it be it’s your heart that’s breaking

I don’t want your sympathy

Doesn’t mean much to me

Now every piece of you is fading

And I won’t spend another day

Washing this dirt away

Could it be it’s your heart that’s breaking into 1000 pieces?