Falling Apart

Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray my soul the Lord to keep
and if I die before I wake
I pray my soul the lord to take
Draw a line on my forehead
and then you cut it through to my brain
take out all the bad parts
only the the good ones still remain
I tore myself to pieces
and spread them out on the floor
when I put them back together
I’m no better than before
Falling apart, Falling apart, Falling apart
Empty are my feelings
and empty is my head
I’m a human tomb inside my room
for all the things I’ve said
A stranger in my own mind
no pain shall I ever feel
the passionate cut from the doctor’s glove
those feelings disappear
Falling apart, Falling apart, Falling apart
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray my soul the Lord to keep
and if I die before I wake
I pray my soul the lord to take
Draw a line on my forehead
and then you cut it through to my brain
take out all the bad parts
only the the good ones still remain
I tore myself to pieces
and spread them out on the floor
when I put them back together
I’m no better than before