James Morrison - The pieces dont fit anymore

^C#I've bee^C#n twisting and tur^C#ning, In a space^A#m that's too s^A#mmall. I've^C# been dr^C#awing the line a^A#mnd watchin^A#mg it fall, You've^F# been closing m^F#e in, closing the space ^C#in my heart. ^C# W^A#matching us fading and wa^F#tching it all fall ap^C#art.

And if you ^F#leave me now, oh just ^Ebleave me now. Its the ^A#mbetter thing to d^C#o, Its ^F#time to surrender, Its been ^Ebto long pretending. Theres ^A#mno use in trying, When the ^C#pieces dont fit any^F#more, ^EbPieces dont fit here an^C#ymore.

^C#You pulled me under, ^C# I had to give ^A#min. ^A#m Such a ^C#beautiful myth, ^C# Thats breaking my ^A#mskin. ^A#m Well i'll ^F#hide all the bruises, I'll ^F#hide all the damage thats ^C#done. ^C# But I ^A#mshow how Im feeling u^F#ntil all the feeling has^C# gone.

^G#Ooh don't miss^Adimunderstand, A#m (2) How I feel. Cause I've ^C#tried, yes I've tried. But ^F#still I don't know why, no I ^Fdont know why. III ^Fdont know why...... w^Fhyyyyyyyy!

^F# The ^D#mpieces don't fit ^C#anymore ^C#