Pick Up the Pieces

Whoooooaah

Whoooooaah

Your mother saved youre medals

She put them in a box in a room

Basket, base, and footballs

Plastic creatures from the county zoo

She thinks about you often

She has no idea youre rotten

All the colors have run off and you have been exposed

Now let me do the talkingWith a hymn and a secret hid beneath a broken heart

Can you startto pick up the pieces

A hymn and a secret love

Beneath a bleacher

Wham, bam, fold the hand

Pick up the pieces

Whoooooaah

WhoooooaahBlessed by your genetics

You possess a certain aesthetic charm

But somethings disconnected

And youre quite capable of causing harm

Your malice is volcanic

Your insecurity titanic

Your mood is always manic and I do suppose

This masquerades become a habitWith a hymn and a secret hid beneath a broken heart

Can you startto pick up the pieces

A hymn and a secret love beneath the bleacher

Wham, bam, fold the hand

Pick up the pieces

Whoooooaah

WhoooooaahWith a hymn and a secret hid beneath a broken heart

Can you startto pick up the pieces

A hymn and a secret love beneath a bleacher

Wham, bam, fold the hand

Pick up the pieces

Pick up the pieces

Whoooooaah

Whoooooaah

Pick up the pieces

Whoooooaah

Whoooooaah

Pick up the pieces