Falling Apart - Ex-Voto

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