Torn Rhymes

Yeah, yeah

Tearing pages

out the book of my life Watch 'em scatter (shhhhh) Ripped edges,

the border is jagged and frayed Pieces of memory starting to fade

We glued 'em together,

we couldn't make it fit So I tore down the canvas and

started to split (yeah) Every fragment a story I used to believe

Scattered like ashes on a cold autumn breeze

Now I'm piece by piece,

trying to rebuild

Looking at the spaces that the damage filled (oooh)

Tear it up, throw it in the air,

let it fly

(let it fly) Nothing stays the same under this grey sky

Shredded contracts

and pictures we didn't keep Secrets I buried and promises buried deep

They want the pristine,

the perfect, the clean But I find the beauty in the split

of the seam (uh-huh) Glue residue on my fingertips

Reading the truths from the paper slips

Now I'm piece by piece,

trying to rebuild

Looking at the spaces that the damage filled (oooh)

Tear it up, throw it in the air,

let it fly

(let it fly) Nothing stays the same under this grey sky

Just paper... Shredded and torn

Ready

to be remade (ahhhh)