Confetti

The number to the house is on the door But every time you open it as if you are not sure If you even live here anymore Anymore Well, I know what you're about to say I know that look there on your face But I'm tired of reading your mind this way So why don't you say it? You're tearing me up inside Tearing me up inside It feels like something in me died Feels like something in me died All of the bright colours that lived inside of me Are now just tiny little pieces of what used to be And it just feels like confetti Well, I remember on our wedding day Thinking that all of those flowers would all just fade away And it seemed like such a waste Of beauty And now you're tearing me up inside Tearing me up inside It feels like something in me died Feels like something in me died All of the bright colours that lived inside of me Are now just tiny little pieces of what used to be And it just feels like confetti Confetti Isn't it a crying shame That nothing ever stays the same? I can't fit into that wedding dress Or be twenty-three again But you're looking at me now Like you don't know who I am And it's tearing me up inside All of the bright colours that lived inside of me Are now just tiny little pieces of who I used to be And it just feels like confetti Confetti Confetti