Pieces of truth

The little pieces of truth
they stick around forever
I should have known about you
before we got together

But we did it
yeah we done it
I wonder what did i get myself into
with you
When i piece it together, baby,
I put so many holes in you
Yeah, you

Little pieces of sticks
and a bucket of stones
I'm afraid i'll be leaving you all alone
But i come back around
got some pieces of truth
Even though it won't make no difference to you-
Yeah, you

Digging trouble
with a shovel
You serve it up in so many different ways
Now i got so burned that i learned
not to hear another word that you say

But we did it,
Yeah you done it,
What the f*** did i get myself into
with you
When i piece it together baby,
I put so many holes in you

Digging trouble
with your shovel
You serve it up in so many different ways
Now i got so burned that i learned
not to hear another word -

Don't mess with the mess-around
Broadway

I, I'm just killing time now
I do it all the time now
and it's killing me

I, I polish off the bottle
I'm throwing down the throttle
Drinking gasoline

Now I'm on my way
Driving down Broadway
Wasting all my time
And I won't be late
Cause I'm on the brake(?)
So don't hesitate
Never make it out
And it's killing me

Do, Do you get the feeling?
That you've been bleeded (?)
Cause now you're bleeding me

You, You're spilling all the wine now
On Hollywood and Vine now
It's Lushotology

Now I'm on my way
Driving down Broadway
Wasting all my time
And I won't be late
Cause I'm on the brake(?)
So don't hesitate
Never make it out
and it's killing me

and it's killing me

(awesome guitar stuff)

I, I'm just killing time now
I do it all the time now
and it's killing me

I, I polish off the bottle
I'm throwing down the throttle
Drinking gasoline

Now I'm on my way
Driving down Broadway
Wasting all my time
And I won't be late
Cause I'm on the brake
So don't hesitate
Never make it out
And it's killing me (x3)