All your pretty things
Lying on the floor
How they once clung to you
That was before

The blues abound
Right outside the door
'Cause all your pretty things
Don't make you feel pretty no more

Just look around
Everything is changing so fast
And time's like a criminal
Always running from the past

There are ghosts in the halls
And whispers in the wood
Feeling bad may be good enough
But it ain't like feeling good

Don't take it so tough
After all it's just stuff
You can have everything
And still not have love

All your pretty things
Lying on the floor
They're like artifacts
Of who you were before

But let them pile up
And spill out into the yard
'Cause all your pretty things
Ain't as pretty as you are

Lyrics submitted by artmaven

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