Falling To Pieces

Falling to pieces Falling to pieces Falling to pieces Falling to pieces I am a broken puzzle On the floor at your door You left me there to Pull myself together But I don’t know how These pieces fit Now I am just useless You build me up to knock me down And I let

A Happy Ending

So you don’t believe in fairy tales, That I can understand But to not believe in happy endings? Well, I believe you’ve gone mad. Every good story has obstacles Every great one has love But none of which is possible If you’re not willing to shove Through the tough times And break through the tears.