Pieces

I can't believe it's just yesterday

I clean my hands and wash the blood away

I'm without you, now what did I do?

Now there's just pieces here

In my living room and they're on the chair

What did I do? I'm without you

I don't know if it'll be ok

Neighbors who notice never go away

What should I do? What should I do?

I'll put you in my attic niche

Burn the house down, go out of town for the week

And never think about you, about you