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Who do I take my broken pieces to? To Michigan Ave, its darker than the moon If I owned a piece of any building in my way Then this is the last time that I'd speak to you And even in their wildest dreams They'd never sing no songs 'bout me They're treating me like I'm diseased Break me and they take a piece, but Who do I take my broken pieces to? Nobody can fix it, so I meet my doom If ever you stick yourself so snugly in my skin Then where can I go to get away from you? And even in their wildest dreams They'd never sing no songs 'bout me They'll never sing no songs 'bout me From Letras Mania