Grace Petrie - The Heartbreak Handbook lyrics

I hate this stage
Doesn't get any easier with age
I hate this time separating yours and mine
We begin the process of deconstructing love
And commit to the next few months being shit

And the things you can't get out of your head
Like maybe I was never that good in bed

But things fall apart, they come apart
Just like they've done before
Fall apart and come apart
And leave you on the floor
Things fall apart and come apart
They'll get built back once more
So call your friends, and grab a glass
And toast dead ends, and this too will pass
And this too will pass

Concentrated love
I guess we never spread it thin enough
So take care of yourself
And get that heartbreak handbook down
From off the shelf

And the things you can't leave
Out of your head
Like maybe I was never that good in bed
And the things you just don't want to know
Like maybe this is always how it's gonna go

Things fall apart and come apart
Just like they've done before
Fall apart and come apart
And leave you on the floor
Things fall apart, they come apart
But they'll get built back once more
So call your friends, and grab a glass
And toast dead ends, and this too will pass
And this too will pass

And the things you can't leave
Out of your head
Like maybe I was never that good in bed
But don't ask yourself, don't even try
To find out why the barrel ran dry
We can search until the day we die
But the answers are as close to you and
I as the stars in the sky

Why things fall apart, they come apart
Just like they've done before
Fall apart, they come apart
And leave you on the floor
Things fall apart, they come apart
But they'll get built back once more
So call your friends, and grab a glass
And toast dead ends, and this too will
Fall apart and come apart
Just like it's done before
Fall apart and come apart
And leave you on the floor
Things fall apart, they come apart
But they'll get built back once more
So call your friends, and grab a glass
And toast dead ends, don't lose the past
Call your friends, and grab a glass
And toast dead ends, and this too will pass