PIECES Lyrics by Conor Matthews
Butterfly tattoo on her hand ’cause she thinks it’s a sign when she sees ’em
Kinda dumb, but it’s cute, so I laugh, and I tell her I hope that we see one
I said let’s hear your favorite song
You played Zach Bryan, I said, “Hell nah”
She laughed, said, “Pass me the jack ’cause, boy, you must be ***”
Now it’s *** every night
Talk in the drive
Friends didn’t like that you skipped last weekend
Lost in her eyes
Ask ’bout her life like a yacht or a plane, universe or Jesus
And where do you go when you’re lonely
She said wherever you are, I’m goin’
*** every night, holdin’ her tight
Your heart kinda likes when it’s not in pieces
It’s 2 A.M. 3/4ths through a 5th
Talkie ’bout your job and plans and your sista
Your head on my chest, but I’m so deep in
That even in my arms, I miss ya
Could tell when I fell, you’re crazy as hell
Pulled the well from the shelf, kept up with me all night
Grabbing the keys to your ride, knowin’ I wouldn’t let you if you tried
Now it’s *** every night
Talk in the drive
Friends didn’t like that you skipped last weekend
Lost in her eyes
Ask ’bout her life like a yacht or a plane, universe or Jesus
And where do you go when you’re lonely
She said wherever you are, I’m goin’
*** every night, holdin’ her tight
Your heart kinda likes when it’s not in pieces
Now it’s *** every night
Talk in the drive
Friends didn’t like that you skipped last weekend
Lost in her eyes
Ask ’bout her life like a yacht or a plane, universe or Jesus
And where do you go when you’re lonely
She said wherever you are, I’m goin’
*** every night, holdin’ her tight
Your heart kinda likes when it’s not in pieces
When it’s not in pieces
Your heart kinda likes when it’s not in pieces