Declan J Donovan - Pieces [Acoustic] Lyrics
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Pieces [Acoustic]
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What Are The Lyrics For Pieces [Acoustic] By Declan J Donovan?
The way that it was
Brings me down to my knees Tell me when it's alright Tell me when it's alright Going back to the start This game that we play Looking for a lifeline I'm running out of free tries You don't even know me, it's only a feeling You gotta believe me Darling, I'm just saying there ain't no shame in Admitting you're lonely You don't even know me, it's only a feeling You gotta believe me Darling, I'm just saying there ain't no shame in Admitting you're lonely 'Cause I'm in pieces I'm in pieces I'm losing my words Forgetting my lines Knowing all the answers No more second chances I'm falling back in Losing the time Searching for a way home But running down a wrong road You don't even know me, it's only a feeling You gotta believe me Darling, I'm just saying there ain't no shame in Admitting you're lonely You don't even know me, it's only a feeling You gotta believe me Darling, I'm just saying there ain't no shame in Admitting you're lonely 'Cause I'm in pieces I'm in pieces I know how this turns out, don't end well But I'm keeping you around, I'm keeping you around You don't even know me, it's only a feeling You gotta believe me Darling, I'm just saying there ain't no shame in Admitting you're lonely 'Cause I'm in pieces I'm in pieces I'm in pieces |
Who Wrote Pieces [Acoustic] By Declan J Donovan?
Declan Donovan, Adam Coltman, Adam Richard Charles Coltman, Declan Joseph Donovan
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