Did my blood turn into glue? You're not here but I feel stuck to you Even though we're ripped in two What's left of this paper heart? Maybe tape will cover up the scars I could be a work of art Can you take me back to when I believed That my self esteem wasn't crumbling Now I'm holding on to what used to be I'm about to break into a million pieces Take me back to when I believed That my self esteem wasn't crumbling Now I'm holding on to what used to be I'm about to break into a million pieces What if I, I fall apart Without you Can you take me back to when I believed That my self esteem wasn't crumbling Now I'm holding on to what used to be I'm about to break into a million pieces Take me back to when I believed That my self esteem wasn't crumbling Now I'm holding on to what used to be I'm about to break into a million pieces What if I, I fall apart Without you