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You're not running just enough of a wreck
To hold the hurt heart everybody
Expects, and I know you wrote a history
Of making a mess, misunderstoods
An understatement at best

How long, how long will you demand my sympathy
We all know hurt so why do
You feel the need to
Put on a pretty face, give them a pretty taste
No one's buying it anyway

You're so tired trying to rewind
The mess you've made of your own mind
Woah, but the pieces won't pick themselves up, you know
You can fight just like you've been taught
It won't undo the life you've

Got, woah, 'cause the pieces won't pick themselves up, you know
You're not running just enough of a wreck
To hold the hurt heart everybody
Expects, and I know you wrote a history
Of making a mess, misunderstoods an understatement at best

You say you try, you're after something better
It doesn't show, You're still not put together
Put on a pretty face, give them a pretty taste,
No one's buying it anyway You're so tired trying
To rewind the mess you've made of your own mind

Woah, but the pieces won't pick themselves up, you know
You can fight just like you've been taught,
It won't undo the life you've got woah
'Cause the pieces won't pick themselves up, you know
Everybody knows liars never make it for long

I am getting close, I can see just what's going on
Everybody knows, everybody knows, woah
I remember what you were before you gave it away
You've never been the type to watch the pieces fall where they may
And now you've let it go, but I know you know, woah

But the pieces won't pick themselves up, you know
You're so tired trying to rewind the mess you've made of your own mind
Woah, but the pieces won't pick themselves up, you know
You can fight just like you've been taught
It won't undo the life you've, got whoa

'Cause the pieces won't pick themselves up, you know
You're so tired trying to rewind the mess you've made of your own mind
Woah, (Everybody knows)but the pieces won't pick themselves up, you know




You can fight just like you've been taught, It won't undo the life you've
Got, woah (Everybody knows) 'cause the pieces won't pick themselves up, you know

Overall Meaning

The song "Pieces" by Icon for Hire is about a person who is struggling to pick up the pieces of their life after experiencing a series of difficulties. The lyrics describe this person as feeling like a wreck but also as someone who is expected to hold the hurt in their heart. The song suggests that this person is trying to put on a façade for others, pretending that everything is okay when in reality, their life is in shambles.


The lyricist questions why this person feels the need to put on a pretty face and give others a pretty taste when nobody is buying it anyway. The song suggests that this person is tired of trying to undo the mess they have made of their own mind. The chorus repeats the phrase "the pieces won't pick themselves up," which is a metaphor for the fact that this person must take responsibility for their own life instead of expecting others to fix it for them.


Overall, "Pieces" is a powerful message about the need to confront one's own problems head-on and take responsibility for one's own life.


Line by Line Meaning

You're not running just enough of a wreck
You're not in a bad enough state that people can easily recognize and sympathize with your pain.


To hold the hurt heart everybody Expects, and I know you wrote a history
You're not displaying the expected level of hurt and pain, despite having a past full of issues and messes.


Of making a mess, misunderstoods An understatement at best
You have a long history of making mistakes and causing problems for yourself and others, with being misunderstood being the least of your issues.


How long, how long will you demand my sympathy
You keep expecting sympathy and attention from others, but for how much longer?


We all know hurt so why do You feel the need to
Everyone experiences pain and struggle, but why do you feel like you need to go out of your way to display it?


Put on a pretty face, give them a pretty taste No one's buying it anyway
You try to put up a facade of being okay and put together, but no one is convinced and they see through it.


You're so tired trying to rewind The mess you've made of your own mind
You're exhausted from constantly trying to fix the problems and negative thoughts in your head.


Woah, but the pieces won't pick themselves up, you know
Despite your efforts, your problems won't simply resolve themselves on their own.


You can fight just like you've been taught It won't undo the life you've got
Even if you keep fighting and trying to fix things, it won't erase the past and the life you have now.


Everybody knows liars never make it for long
You can't keep pretending forever, eventually the truth will come out and catch up with you.


I am getting close, I can see just what's going on Everybody knows, everybody knows, woah
People are beginning to see through your facade and recognize your problems and struggles.


I remember what you were before you gave it away
There was a time when you were stronger and more put together, but you've lost that sense of stability.


You've never been the type to watch the pieces fall where they may
You've always been someone who tries to control and fix everything, rather than letting things play out naturally.


And now you've let it go, but I know you know, woah
You've finally given up trying to control everything, but deep down you know it's not a good thing.




Lyrics © Capitol CMG Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: ADAM MICHAEL KRONSHAGEN, AMY V A JUMP, ROB HAWKINS, SHAWN M JUMP

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