Our stuck together pieces—
The joke is I don’t need this.
You can hardly tell the difference.
Well, I know but I don’t care.
Grown up together pieces—
Our stuck together pieces—
A loada near misses.
Aw shucks you got me..!

You can have anything that you want,
Except the thing you really want.
Go back to where you came from.
Go back to what you know.

Our stuck together pieces.
Our stuck together pieces.
Our stuck together pieces.
Our stuck together pieces.

Why be rain when you can be sun?
Why tie yourself to anyone?
Why be here when you’d be somewhere else?
Well, I know but I don’t care.

You don’t get away.
You don’t get away.
You don’t get away.
You don’t get away.
You don’t get away.
You don’t get away.
You don’t get away.
You don’t get away so easily.
You don’t get away.
You don’t get away.
You don’t get away so easily.
You don’t get away.
You don’t get away.
You don’t get away.
You don’t get away.
You don’t get away.

Mirror mirror, still the prettiest
To all the points of the compass.
Just tell us where the money is.
Our stuck together pieces
And a loada near misses,
And a loada near misses.

Well I don’t want any trouble,
But my brain is in a tangle.

You don’t get away
You don’t get away.
You don’t get away so easily.
You don’t get away.
You don’t get away.
You don’t get away so easily.
You don’t get away.
You don’t get away.
You don’t get away.
You don’t get away.
You don’t get away.
You don’t get away.
You don’t get away.
You don’t get away.
You don’t get away.