a million pretty pieces - Fleurie, Nightly

It was Friday

On our way to CVS

To get bandaids

Cause I’m always such a mess

It was empty under the parking lot lights

We were dancing doors open

To that indie band you like

Then you kissed me

And I forgot how to breathe

And I freaked out

When I saw my blood on your knee

Will it stain you and the old white jeans

That your mom bleached

Cause I always said

I’d never fall in love again

But you can break me into a million pretty pieces

If you want to

You can break me into a million pretty pieces

If you want to, if you want to

I pulled over at a gas station

In Chicago and I realizd I’ve got a problem

And I don’t know what to do about it

At the countr by the cigarettes

Saw a keychain with your name on it

And those letters never meant anything before

But now I’m crying in a convenience store

Cause I always said I’d never fall in love again

But you can break me into a million pretty pieces

If you want to

You can break me into a million pretty pieces

If you want to, if you want to

If you want to

I would let you

Cause it turns out I gotta have you

Cause there’s a million pretty people

Who could never make me feel like you can

Climbing up the high dive

We could jump into the blue

If you want to

If you want to

But you can break me into a million pretty pieces

If you want to

You can break me into a million pretty pieces

If you want to, if you want to