Insecure of my fashion And i insist and you're with me And i am missing all but one thing Yea i am missing just one thing Just one thing And will you take all the pieces Shake them up put them back together now And you say things like And will it be just how you planned it to be? And when you go get me a postcard. And when you're back tell me everything. And don't forget, don't be a stranger Cause no one wants another problem A problem And will you take all the pieces Shake them up put them back together now And you say things like And will you get me just one postcard? Thinking about all of the consequence's Of a life spent on just one thing With all the time that i've been given With all the things that i've been missing It's just too much on this fucking to do list It's just to much to bare