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Fitz The Tantrums Pickin Up The Pieces

Verse 1 I?ve been trying to get you to see things all my way forty days now ooh since you left and I know that you?ll probably keep away I said Chorus

spitting gray Don't know why I let you treat me this way I keep holding on to your middle finger But now I know I gotta pull the trigger I pick up the pieces

us In a dream of you and me then a storm came outta nowhere Turned my peace to misery. Chorus ?Cuz i been runnin? now for days Pickin? up the pieces

Ooh ooh yeah yeah You don't know what you had But you're gonna find I ain't so bad When I'm gone and you're alone No one to give it to you 'Cause now

love come round Love is a feelin' Feel the words of love Hold these words as the sweetest embrace And try, come on, try I don't believe that you've given up