Why do all my clothes smell like the cigarettes you smoke? Why do I look sad on every photo on my phone? Why am I at this party when I´d rather be at home?
Oh, I know, oh, I know I find it hard to write a song without you on my mind You´re the inspiration behind every word and rhyme Type you out a message, but delete the words I write Now I know, oh, now I know
That I´m falling to pieces Got nothing left to believe in You took the cards I was dealt And kept ´em all for yourself And now I´m falling to pieces
Find myself still talking ´bout you when you´re not around Why do I feel lonely when I´m standing in a crowd?
Head´s up in the clouds, but my feet stay upon the ground Now I know, oh, now I know
I´m falling to pieces Falling to pieces I´m falling to pieces I´m falling to pieces, woah
You took the cards I was dealt And kept ´em all for yourself And now I´m falling to pieces