Lyrics Pieces of You - Chris Carmack

The holes in the wall
Behind the picture that you hung
The one with our mouths gapin' open wide
Frozen in a song unsung
Tell their own sad story of time
Of somethin' I held but it was never mine
And I can't bring myself to patch 'em up

Sugar's on the counter
Because you took your coffee sweet
The carpet's on the floor 'cause you hate the feeling of
The cold against your feet
In my bed, you're not there
I smell the faded memory of your hair
And I can't bring myself to wash the sheets

Too many pieces of you
Too many pieces to hold on to
Could we put them back together?
Hang this picture on the wall?
The holes are there to hang it
And I'll be here if you call
I'll be here if you call

Will my mind keeps wrappin' around
The love that we had at the start?
And I could cry
But it, it only reminds me
Of the tears you used to break my heart
Woah ooah
Later on

Too many pieces of you
Too many pieces to hold on to
Could we put them back together?
Hang this picture on the wall?
The holes are there to hang it
And I'll be here if you call

I'll be here if you call
I'll be here if you call
I'll be here if you call
I'll be here if you call