Ever had a breakup that turns the whole week into a roller-coaster? In “Pezzo Di Me” Levante and Max Gazzé list the days one by one – Monday blues, Tuesday swings, the long wait for the weekend – while trying to toss an old love “inside a trash bin.” The lyrics juggle bittersweet humor and raw honesty: one minute they toast with whisky or coke-and-rum, the next they crash from “touching the sky” to “down the drain.” Yet the chorus keeps circling back to the same stubborn truth: “Tu sei un pezzo di me” – “You’re a piece of me.”
The song paints heartbreak like a catchy diary, where ordinary routines (bistro drinks, classic films, philosophical arguments) keep echoing with memories. Even when the singers claim indifference, their voices overlap as if reminding each other – and us – that certain relationships never fully disappear. They might get crumpled up like a note and tossed away, but some fragments always stick, shaping who we become.