Pieces of Truth

The little pieces of truth
they stick around forever
I should have known about you
before we got together
But we did it
yeah we done it
I wonder what did i get myself into
with you
When i piece it together, baby,
I put so many holes in you
Yeah, you
Little pieces of sticks
and a bucket of stones
I’m afraid i’ll be leaving you all alone
But i come back around
got some pieces of truth
Even though it won’t make no difference to you-
Yeah, you
Digging trouble
with a shovel
You serve it up in so many different ways
Now i got so burned that i learned
not to hear another word that you say
But we did it,
Yeah you done it,
What the fuck did i get myself into
with you
When i piece it together baby,
I put so many holes in you
Digging trouble
with your shovel
You serve it up in so many different ways
Now i got so burned that i learned
not to hear another word —
Don’t mess with the mess-around
Broadway
I, I’m just killing time now
I do it all the time now
and it’s killing me
I, I polish off the bottle
I’m throwing down the throttle
Drinking gasoline
Now I’m on my way
Driving down Broadway
Wasting all my time
And I won’t be late
Cause I’m on the brake (?)
So don’t hesitate
Never make it out
And it’s killing me
Do, Do you get the feeling?
That you’ve been bleeded (?)
Cause now you’re bleeding me
You, You’re spilling all the wine now
On Hollywood and Vine now
It’s Lushotology
Now I’m on my way
Driving down Broadway
Wasting all my time
And I won’t be late
Cause I’m on the brake (?)
So don’t hesitate
Never make it out
and it’s killing me
and it’s killing me
(awesome guitar stuff)
I, I’m just killing time now
I do it all the time now
and it’s killing me
I, I polish off the bottle
I’m throwing down the throttle
Drinking gasoline
Now I’m on my way
Driving down Broadway
Wasting all my time
And I won’t be late
Cause I’m on the brake
So don’t hesitate
Never make it out
And it’s killing me (x3)