It was Friday
On our way to CVS
To get bandaids
Cause I'm always such a mess
It was empty under the parking lot lights
We were dancing doors open
To that indie band you like

Then you kissed me
And I forgot how to breathe
And I freaked out
When I saw my blood on your knee
Will it stain you and the old white jeans
That your mom bleached
Cause I always said
I'd never fall in love again

But you can break me into a million pretty pieces
If you want to
You can break me into a million pretty pieces
If you want to, if you want to

I pulled over at a gas station
In Chicago and I realizеd I've got a problem
And I don't know what to do about it

At the countеr by the cigarettes
Saw a keychain with your name on it
And those letters never meant anything before
But now I'm crying in a convenience store
Cause I always said I'd never fall in love again

But you can break me into a million pretty pieces
If you want to
You can break me into a million pretty pieces
If you want to, if you want to

If you want to
I would let you
Cause it turns out I gotta have you
Cause there's a million pretty people
Who could never make me feel like you can
Climbing up the high dive
We could jump into the blue
If you want to
If you want to

But you can break me into a million pretty pieces
If you want to
You can break me into a million pretty pieces
If you want to, if you want to