| Pieces of you all scattered around
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| Pieces of love that’s all over now
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| What can I do? |
| I’ll never be free
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| With pieces of you all over me
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| There’s a letter in the dresser
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| And a picture in the hall
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| There’s my mem’ry to remind me
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| And heartaches you left laying wall to wall
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| Pieces of you all scattered around
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| There’s nothing really left for me to cling to
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| But these pieces of a dream that fell apart
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| And living’s slowly killing me without you
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| Not to mention what it’s doing to my heart
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| What can I do? |
| I’ll never be free
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| With pieces of you all over me |