I pick up the pieces That you leave it in and make the bigger picture I pick up the pennies That you scatter and make you richer And I know you are the shade And know you make the difference Too much to consider Scared of my ignorance I know you'll do the same Cause Fair is fair I guess your job is saved I've written down your name Am I Icarus? Or is Fair Fair No room for inference When you already know what's there I know you'll do the same Cause Fair is fair I guess your job is saved I've written down your name He picks up the pieces He picks up the pieces