Julie Miller - All the pieces of mary

^AmAll the ^Cpieces of ^FMary go 'round Like a ^Cwheel of mis^Gfortune in^Dside her brain ^AmAll the ^Cpieces of ^FMary go 'round 'Til she ^Cfinds some^Gbody who can ^Dtake the pain

^AmAll the ^Cpieces of ^FMary go 'round ^CStarts with a ^Gstare and then she's ^Dgone away ^AmAll the ^Cpieces of ^FMary go 'round Maybe ^Cshe'll be ^Ggone away for ^Dgood someday

^FWhat's the ^Cmatter? ^GShe's so fragile ^FShe gets ^Cshattered, ^Gshe goes crazy ^FFrom the ^Cclatter ^Gin her head Poor ^DMary, Mary

^AmAll the ^Cpieces of ^FMary go 'round Like a ^Cwheel of mis^Gfortune in^Dside her head ^AmAll the ^Cpieces of ^FMary go 'round She can ^Cfloat and ^Gfly up a^Dbove her bed

^AmAll the ^Cpieces of ^FMary go 'round It's a ^Ccast of ^Gcharacters for ^Dall occasions ^AmAll the ^Cpieces of ^FMary go 'round Like a ^Ccarnival ^Gride in her i^Dmagination

^FDon't re^Cmind her, ^Gshe goes backwards ^FIf you ^Cfind her ^Gclock is broken ^FIt's much ^Ckinder ^Gjust to wait for ^DMary, Mary^G____

^FMary, go '^Cround, ^Gher amnesia ^FIs her ^Conly ^Ganaesthesia ^FShe's so ^Cglad her ^Gmemory's so bad ^DIsn't it, Mary, Mary?

^AmAll the ^Cpieces of ^FMary go 'round She ^Cjust can't re^Gmember what she ^Dcan't forget ^AmAll the ^Cpieces of ^FMary go 'round 'Til she ^Cburns right ^Gdown like a ^Dcigarette

^AmAll the ^Cpieces of ^FMary go 'round Now she's ^Call grown ^Gup with no ^Dplace to go ^AmAll the ^Cpieces of ^FMary go 'round Where ^Cthey'll ^Gstop, no ^Done can know