When the gavel comes down crooked

And the verdict feels unfair

And the judges robes are stained

And the jury don’t seem to care

Hey, how you gonna pick up the pieces?

Hey, how you gonna pick up the pieces?

Our love is a puzzle that can’t be solved

Our love is a puzzle that can’t be solved

And the urn that holds the ashes

Has been scattered by the fall

I’m stuck with the circus king

getting sick of it all

Up against the wall

Up against the wall

When you’re down on the ocean floor

And sand gets in your shell

Everyone’s been talking

About the pearl you’ll have someday

But right now it only hurts like hell

Hey, how you gonna pick up the pieces?

Hey, how you gonna pick up the pieces?

Our love is a puzzle that can’t be solved

Our love is a puzzle that can’t be solved

And the urn that holds the ashes

Has been scattered by the fall

I’m stuck with the circus king

In the thick of it all

Up against the wall

Up against the wall

Our love is a puzzle that can’t be solved

Up against the wall