From the recordings The Burning Question and The Burning Question

Lyrics

Pieces of Heartache

Friday night, sometime after 10 I close my eyes and then I saw you again
I calculated oh what might have been, then I realized I had no fucks to spend
Got momma’s cross and daddy’s remote control
if I could skip the ads, I’d probably sell off my soul
I’d buy a big house with a bucket of stones
Watch me try to keep up with the Jones

All these Pieces of Heartache
Reflect little moments of time
All these Pieces of Heartache
Brilliant disasters and passionate crimes
One day we’ll realize this was just a blessing in disguise
We can take these pieces of heartache
And we can try to build a beautiful life

An apple a day keeps the doctor away
But why’s that stuff always cost an arm and a leg
If living and learning is a wild goose chase
Let’s kill two birds with the one stone you keep back at your place
Ignorance is bliss it’s just hard to digest
It’s some carrot cake it’s an astrological test
What if the scriptures were written in jest?
Would you still believe that we are all blessed?

All these Pieces of Heartache
Reflect little moments in time
All these pieces of Heartache
Brilliant disasters, passionate crimes

You ask me if we’ll make it,
your guess is just as good as mine
We can take these pieces of heartache
And we can try to build a beautiful life

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