Undone

I heard you came undone, across the room All jagged pieces that are made you Surprised you followed through Just in time to bloom All these little pieces, cut into my feet Try walking on eggshells, it's hard to be discreet Too small to pick them up But too big to leave Just fit them all inside Before the asphalt dries Cause we both know where the pieces go I've got this quotation, swirling round my brain Said I'm not who I once was, and never will be again Do you think I've changed Or will I think this again We could start out standing, in our little streams Try practice our front crawl, and get swept underneath We've got ourselves to blame While it all stays the same So fit them all inside Before the asphalt dries Cause we both know where the pieces go Do you think it's all worthwhile These fragments of your style To arrange them in a line Was it really worth my time Before the asphalt dries Fit them all inside You can case yourself in cement Walk around like the other men But we both know Just fit them all inside Before the asphalt dries Cause we both know where the pieces go