I'm falling apart.
I don't know what's happening to me right now.
The only thing on my mind is
I'm falling apart.
I can't figure out what to do.
What does this mean?
I'm falling apart.
How do I get back to where I was?
Why does this have to happen to me?
I'm falling apart.
And I need help.
Things were better before I realized that
I'm falling apart.
This isn't how it's supposed to be.
Why does nobody see that
I'm falling apart?
Broken, beaten, bloody.
Even sweat and tears.
I'm falling apart.
Just look at me.
My eyes are silently screaming at you,
“I'm falling apart!”
How can you be this blind?
Open your ears, and you'll hear me saying how
I'm falling apart.
Oh my God, please just sense it somehow.
You know I'll never just come out and say,
“I'm falling apart.”
I need you to know without it being said.
You know
I'm falling apart.
Don't you?
Please say you know
I'm falling apart.
Don't make me have to spell it out.
What other hints could I give you so that you'd know
I'm falling apart.
This is exhausting.
Why is it so hard to tell you that
I'm falling apart.
I can't even think at this point.
I'm a pathetic mess and
I'm falling apart.
Right before your eyes,
And you don't care that
I'm falling apart.
This is all because of you.
It's your fault
I'm falling apart.