Text: Riddlin' Kids. Hurry Up And Wait. Pick Up The Pieces.

Used to be a time where everything
I did was right and nothing could go wrong
Nothing could go wrong
I don't want to talk about it, I don't want to think about it
Seems like all the walls are falling down around my feet and

Here I am just picking up the pieces
All alone just picking up the pieces
Here I am just picking up the pieces
I don't want to, I don't want to

Everything you've got doesn't really mean
A lot when everything goes wrong
Everything goes wrong
I don't want to think about it
Seems like all the walls are falling down around my feet and

Here I am just picking up the pieces
All alone just picking up the pieces
Here I am just picking up the pieces
I don't want to, I don't want to

Here I am just picking up the
Here I am just picking up the
Here I am just picking up the
(Where did I go wrong?)
Here I am just picking up the
(Where did I go wrong?)

Here I am just picking up the pieces
All alone just picking up the pieces
Here I am just picking up the pieces
I don't want to, I don't want to