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...

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 colors that lived inside of me

Are now just tiny little pieces

Of what we used to be

And it just feels like....

Confetti...

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...

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 colors that lived inside of me

Are now just tiny little pieces

Of what we used to be

And it just feels like....

Confetti...

Isn't it a crying shame

That nothing ever stays the same?

I can't fit into that wedding dress

Or be 23 again.

But you're looking at me now

Like you don't know who I am...

And it's 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 colors that lived inside of me

Are now just tiny little pieces

Of what we used to be

And it just feels like....

Confetti...