All the Sticky Bits

I've almost finished pulling all my pieces together
One was under the sink
One rolled behind the sofa
One was tucked into an old shoe
in a box in the attic
of the house that burned down
when I was just a boy
One was in my cereal
One was in my fist
One was stuck in my lover's eye
and blinking...blinking
blinked it free
One's still stuck on the ceiling
One can't move on with his life
no matter what he tells you
One still pretends to be happy
so you'll fucking hang up
I've almost got all of them rounded up
in a big pile on my bed
Now all I gotta do is stick them back together
All these broken bits