Pieces

She's bits and pieces. Her mouth calls me Jesus. And a heart that seizes can never be wrong. Home is where the heart is, so where's my Head? Will the last one to love me, let me Better off dead. Help me, help me, I'm a mess. She's left my mind in a state of undress. Help me, help me, I'm a mess. Consider this my last call of distress. Yeah. Taste me please it. I hear him screaming. Behind the scenes he's my favorite song. Take me, break me. We go whole. Shake me, embrace me. I'm not going alone. Help me, help me, I'm a mess. She's left my mind in a state of undress. Help me, help me, I'm a mess. Consider this my last call of distress. Yeah. She's bits and pieces. She's She's bits and pieces. She's bits and pieces. She's Bits and pieces