Pieces - Prime Sth

Picking up the pieces

Of what was left behind

And I try to find a reason

Why I do this all the time

Maybe I’m just blind

(chorus)

She builds me up

She breaks me down

And it keeps me hanging on

She takes me in

Then throws me out

And it leaves me so undone

I’ll be here waiting

Picking up the pieces

I got up and tried again

And I know there is no reason to look back

To go through all this again

Maybe I’m insane

Chorus

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