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Lori Mckenna

Genres: Country

Confetti Lyrics - Lori Mckenna

The number to the house is on the door 

But every time you open it as if you are not sure 

If you even live here anymore, 

Anymore... 

 

I know what you're about to say 

I know that look there on your face 

But I'm tired of reading your mind this way 

So why don't you say it. 

 

You're tearing me up inside, 

Tearing me up inside. 

It feels like something in me died, 

Feels like something in me died. 

All of the bright colors that lived inside of me 

Are now just tiny little pieces 

Of what we used to be 

And it just feels like... 

Confetti... 

 

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I remember on our wedding day 

Thinking that all of those flowers would all just fade away 

And it seemed like such a waste 

Of beauty... 

 

Now you're tearing me up inside, 

Tearing me up inside. 

It feels like something in me died, 

Feels like something in me died. 

All of the bright colors that lived inside of me 

Are now just tiny little pieces 

Of what we used to be 

And it just feels like... 

Confetti... 

 

Isn't it a crying shame 

That nothing ever stays the same? 

I can't fit into that wedding dress 

Or be 23 again. 

But you're looking at me now 

Like you don't know who I am... 

 

Photos 

 

And it's tearing me up inside, 

Tearing me up inside. 

It feels like something in me died, 

Feels like something in me died. 

All of the bright colors that lived inside of me 

Are now just tiny little pieces 

Of what we used to be 

And it just feels like... 

 

Confetti... 

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