Pickin' Up the Pieces

Here we go again pickin' up the pieces,
Counting up to ten while the pain increases.
Let's make the exit slow.
Why must a good thing go?

Let's confess,
Oh, what's the use of loneliness?
'Cuz when the pact is more or less,
We need each other.

When a memory starts, it never ever ceases.
Let's pick up the parts, all the little pieces.
One thing I surely know:
I still love you so.

Can't you see
You'll always be the one for me?
We've got to face reality,
That's the way it's gotta be.

Can't you see
You'll always be the one for me?
We've got to face reality,
That's the way it's gotta be.

Apart and lonely, baby.

Can't you see
You'll always be the one for me?
We've got to face reality,
That's the way it's gotta be.

I want to love you, baby.

Can't you see
You'll always be the one for me?
We've got to face reality,
That's the way it's gotta be.

It feels so bad without you.

Can't you see
You'll always be the one for me?
We've got to face reality,
That's the way it's gotta be...