Pieces Of Truth

The little pieces of truth they stick around forever I should have known about you before we got together But we did it yeah we done it I wonder what did i get myself into with you When i piece it together, baby, I put so many holes in you Yeah, you Little pieces of sticks and a bucket of stones I'm afraid i'll be leaving you all alone But i come back around got some pieces of truth Even though it won't make no difference to you- Yeah, you Digging trouble with a shovel You serve it up in so many different ways Now i got so burned that i learned not to hear another word that you say But we did it, Yeah you done it, What the f**k did i get myself into with you When i piece it together baby, I put so many holes in you Digging trouble with your shovel You serve it up in so many different ways Now i got so burned that i learned not to hear another word - Don't mess with the mess-around