Jigsaw - Conan Gray

If changing my clothes would make you like me more

If changing my hair would make you care

Then I’d grab the kitchen scissors and

Cut myself to slivers, for you

If being more polite would keep you satisfied

If being less insane would make you stay

Then I’d be more like my sister

Say «Thank you ma’am and Mr.»

to you

For you

I’ve changed every part of me

Until the puzzle piece

Sits on me, at all

I’ve looked in the mirror

Now I’m just a jigsaw, ah

You take every part of me

All of the things you need

Then the rest you discard

I’ve looked in the mirror

Now I’m just a jigsaw, ah

All I did just to make you happy

Still you don’t even fuckin' love me

Jigsaw, jigsaw, jigsaw, jigsaw

Killin' parts of myself to fix you

Clearin' shit out is not the issue

If I made you like me, would I even like myself?

Pointin' out all my flaws doesn’t help

Woah

Don’t you love me?

Don’t you love me?

I’ve changed every part of me

Until the puzzle piece

Sits on me, at all

I’ve looked in the mirror

Now I’m just a jigsaw, ah

You take every part of me

All of the things you need

Then the rest you discard

I’ve looked in the mirror

Now I’m just a jigsaw, ah