In movies, when somebody laughs at a funeral
It's disarmingly charming and everyone cracks
But in my life, everyone just cries until red eyes
Looks terrible wearing black
You would have thought that
You would have thought that
This is condolences of sorts
Because I hated all the cards at the drug store
Called you to complain and of course
You don't answer anymore
And I don't know what life is for
Rarely ever right but keep coming for more
So for you tonight I'll get up off the floor
Is anybody missing
Any little pieces that I could stand to lend
Is anybody wishing
For all these little pieces of mine to mend
And I try
So many mocking fly-bys
But I can't lock myself tighter inside
Just because the world decides to frighten me
And not all who wander are lost
Have we forgot the fucking cost of apathy
Of loss, and fighting so happy
Is anybody missing
Any little pieces that I could stand to lend
Is anybody wishing
For all these little pieces of mine to mend
Is anybody missing
Any little pieces that I could stand to lend
Is anybody wishing
For all these little pieces of mine to mend
Is anybody missing little pieces
'Cause I have got some to lend
Is anybody wishing
For all these little pieces of mine to mend