Pick it up
Pick it up now
Pick up the pieces
Pack your stuff back up and turn around now
I don't care what you say, just be gone now
Don't tell me that you know how I feel, right
You are not me and you never will be
All your stuff lit well and burned
And there's one thing I have learned that sparks and pretty gold embers
Never replace cold Decembers
People like you never change
I'm too tired to point the blame
And let you make a fool of me
I don't care what you believe
By the time you've worked it out
I'll have left this roundabout and
Destroyed every memory of you
Sparks and embers