The Fine Art Of Falling Apart Lyrics - Loser Anthems - Matthew Good Band

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 

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