all the pieces

go run

run and hide your pretty face

go far

to find a secret place

go run

inside

you are paying such a price

inside

no one else could run your life

inside

think twice

you are running out of time

inside

shattered by your own design

you can make believe that somehow

everything is right

you can make the pieces fit

but you're

just jumping with your eyes closed

from the fire

into the oven

show the world

how much you suffer

because after you come all undone

set off like a loaded gun

someone's got to go pick up

all the pieces

'cause you

always run from what you need

it's true

must be something 'bout the way

you see yourself

you turn pity into pride

inside

it must hurt so bad inside

because every time you try to see

things clear again

you just run and hide

and make things worse

you close your eyes and jump right

from the fire

into the oven

run away

where you'll discover

because after you come all undone

set off like a loaded gun

someone's got to go pick up

all the pieces

from the fire

into the oven

run away

where you'll discover

all the pieces

go pick up all the pieces

all the pieces

all the pieces