The Fine Art Of Falling Apart Lyrics by Matthew Good Band

The Fine Art Of Falling Apart Lyrics

    I walk alone and i
    I ride alone and i
    I rock myself to sleep
    Baby, there ain't enough room in this world
    For people like you
    And horrors like me

    A time of darkness
    There lived a girl in a cave in the woods
    Disguised as a bee
    At night she would fly into the city
    Sting the cause
    And sting the cost
    And she would hover over me
    Whispering
    And so we sing
    We're surfacing
    We're surfacing

    I stand alone and i
    I fight alone and i
    Stay clean by feeling cheap
    And baby, there ain't enough room in this world
    For perfection's like you
    And monsters like me

    A time of darkness
    You will look absurd and you will feel inert
    And you will go looking to blame somebody
    You see i used to think that i'd get over everything
    But everything just got
    Over me

    I'm some of it
    You're some of it
    We're some of it
    I'm certain of it

    I walk alone and i
    I ride alone and you know
    That's all right by me
    See baby cause
    Here ain't enough room in this world
    For a great, great many things

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