Pieces - Hil St. Soul

You beat up my heart

And you pick at my brain

Tearing me to pieces

You wear out my soul,

And you naw at the bone

Of my contention

Everything that I do ain't

Never good enough for you

And everything that I say

You choose to throw away

This constant arguing is doing me in

I just can't seem to win

And I can't seem to please you

Don't know where it all begins,

But it sure never ends

This pain and suffering goes on,

And on, and on

You weaken the walls

And break down the

Doors of my defenses

Seek to the cold put a chill

To the warmth of my existence

Can't reason with you,

If you don't see my point of you

What's got into you?

You're not the man I knew

This constant arguing is doing me in

I just can't seem to win

And I can't seem to please you

Don't know where it all begins

But it sure never ends

This pain and suffering

Goes on, and on, and on

It's time you realize that the

Sun doesn't shine from your butt

Did I hurt your pride, got your nerve,

Well now you know what it's like

And every word that you speak

Is like a slap to my cheek

Now it's time that you had a

Taste of it Whooooo

Seems you're always

Right and never wrong

Original Mr. Know-it-All

It's gotta be your way,

Gotta have your say or nothing at all

Even when you're on a losing streak,

You never concede defeat

Cause you're too big

For your own boots,

For your own shoes,

For your own good

Seems you're always

Right and never wrong

Original Mr. Know-it-All

It's gotta be your way,

Gotta have your

Say or nothing at all

Even when you're

On a losing streak,

You never concede defeat

Cause you're too big

For your own boots,

For your own shoes,

For your own good

Seems you're always

Right and never wrong

Original Mr. Know-it-All

It's gotta be your way,

Gotta have your

Say or nothing at all

Even when you're

On a losing streak,

You never concede defeat

Cause you're too big

For your own boots,

For your own shoes,

For your own good