Pieces - Hil St. Soul
You beat up my heart
And you pick at my brain
Tearing me to pieces
You wear out my soul,
And you naw at the bone
Of my contention
Everything that I do ain't
Never good enough for you
And everything that I say
You choose to throw away
This constant arguing is doing me in
I just can't seem to win
And I can't seem to please you
Don't know where it all begins,
But it sure never ends
This pain and suffering goes on,
And on, and on
You weaken the walls
And break down the
Doors of my defenses
Seek to the cold put a chill
To the warmth of my existence
Can't reason with you,
If you don't see my point of you
What's got into you?
You're not the man I knew
This constant arguing is doing me in
I just can't seem to win
And I can't seem to please you
Don't know where it all begins
But it sure never ends
This pain and suffering
Goes on, and on, and on
It's time you realize that the
Sun doesn't shine from your butt
Did I hurt your pride, got your nerve,
Well now you know what it's like
And every word that you speak
Is like a slap to my cheek
Now it's time that you had a
Taste of it Whooooo
Seems you're always
Right and never wrong
Original Mr. Know-it-All
It's gotta be your way,
Gotta have your say or nothing at all
Even when you're on a losing streak,
You never concede defeat
Cause you're too big
For your own boots,
For your own shoes,
For your own good
Seems you're always
Right and never wrong
Original Mr. Know-it-All
It's gotta be your way,
Gotta have your
Say or nothing at all
Even when you're
On a losing streak,
You never concede defeat
Cause you're too big
For your own boots,
For your own shoes,
For your own good
Seems you're always
Right and never wrong
Original Mr. Know-it-All
It's gotta be your way,
Gotta have your
Say or nothing at all
Even when you're
On a losing streak,
You never concede defeat
Cause you're too big
For your own boots,
For your own shoes,
For your own good
