--Ashlee Simpson
Pieces Of Me
by Ashlee Simpson
Album : Autobiography
On a Saturday I am faking
Late Night Lip-synching
And By Wednesday I can’t speak
Then the phone rings I hear you
At my concerts it's deja vous
Cause I’ve come to deceive you
Exposed, without tape I fall so fast
I can hardly catch my breath
I hope it doesn't last
Ohhhhhhhhh!
It seems like I can't really
Burden my head with something real
I like the way that feels
Nooooohhhh!
It’s as if you know me better
Than I ever knew myself
I love how you can smell
All the pieces,
pieces,
pieces of crap
The *real* lyrics are here.
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