| Deep inside my heart
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| There’s a little hole
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| I leave a piece of me behind, everywhere I go
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| There’s one still on the front porch of the house I grew up in
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| There’s one locked in the corner of the bedroom where I hid
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| There’s one I gave my mama, when I saw her cry
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| Grew up a little faster 'cos she couldn’t say «goodbye,»
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| Oh, oh, there goes, another piece of me
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| I left one in the city
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| That night we didn’t sleep
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| We each made half a promise that we tried so hard keep
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| I’ve never loved another, so innocent, so pure
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| I left it in the kiss I gave you standing at the door
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| Oh, oh, there goes, another piece of me
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| Breaking off like petals off a rose
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| Where one dies another one will grow
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| I see them all before me, shattered on the ground
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| The ones that matter most and the ones that keep me down
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| Like the fear inside my mother, she got from her old man
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| Or the guilt inside my father that I still don’t understand
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| From the little girl inside of me, dying to get out
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| To the new life here in front of me that I can’t live without
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| Oh, oh, there goes another piece of me
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| Oh, oh, another piece of me
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| Another piece of me
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| Another piece of me |