It was Friday
On our way to CVS
To get bandaids
'Cause I'm always such a mess
It was empty under the parking lot lights
We were dancing doors open
To that indie band you like
Then you kissed me
And I forgot how to breathe
And I freaked out
When I saw my blood on your knee
Will it stain you and the old white jeans
That your mom bleached?
'Cause I always said I'd never fall in love again
But you can break me into a million pretty pieces
If you want to
You can break me into a million pretty pieces
If you want to, if you want to
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I pulled over at a gas station
In Chicago and I realized I have got a problem
And I don't know what to do about it (don't know what to do about)
At the counter by the cigarettes
Saw a keychain with your name on it
And those letters never meant anything before
But now I'm crying in a convenience store
'Cause I always said I'd never fall in love again
But you can break me into a million pretty pieces
If you want to
You can break me into a million pretty pieces
If you want to, if you want to
I would let you
'Cause it turns out I gotta have you
'Cause there's a million pretty people
Who could never make me feel like you can
Climbing up the high dive
We could jump into the blue
If you want to
If you want to
You can break me into a million pretty pieces
If you want to
You can break me into a million pretty pieces
If you want to, if you want to