As I Try Not To Fall Apart

Questioning if the speaker is emotionally sensitive and vulnerable.

Feeling that life events are predetermined, like a card game with clues.

Rejecting the idea of being unique or exceptional.

Expressing a desire to avoid involvement in a greater cosmic plan.

Describing a pattern where someone influences the speaker's thoughts and actions, leading to existential questioning.

You always unwind my head and make the bed like Sunday

Ain't that the way, ain't that the way

You get me talking to the dead and questioning if I'm alive at all

Reflecting on the struggle to face each day without falling apart, seeking comfort in a supportive relationship.

Must I try not to fall, must I try not to fall apart?

You take me in your grateful arms

And I try not to fall, oh I try not to fall apart

Acknowledging a deviation from expected behavior and feeling the strain of keeping composure.

It's not the way the world will have me playing my cards

And why does every fiber shake

As I try not to fall apart, as I try not to fall apart?

Pondering if the speaker lacks depth or a special quality, emphasizing personal limitations.

Am I a spindle wound too tight, a fraction of a whole?

No, I have no party tricks, my hand is empty as a vault

There's a charge then I'll stand into the time for every fault

Repetition of the pattern described earlier, with the external influence causing introspection.

You always unwind my head and make the bed like Sunday

Ain't that the way, ain't that the way

You get me talking to the dead and questioning if I'm alive at all

Reiteration of the internal struggle to maintain stability and composure amidst existential doubts.

Must I try not to fall, must I try not to fall apart?

You take me in your grateful arms

And I try not to fall, oh I try not to fall apart

It's not the way a man like me behaves

It's not the way the world will have me playing my cards

And why does every fiber shake

As I try not to fall apart, as I try not to fall apart?

Further repetition emphasizing the cyclical nature of the speaker's emotional turmoil.

You always unwind my head and make the bed like Sunday

Ain't that the way, ain't that the way

You get me talking to the dead and questioning if I'm alive at all

Why every morning waking up

Must I try not to fall, must I try not to fall apart?

You take me in your grateful arms

And I try not to fall, oh I try not to fall apart

It's not the way a man like me behaves

It's not the way the world will have me playing my cards

And why does every fiber shake

As I try not to fall apart, as I try not to fall apart?

Final acknowledgment of the ongoing effort to prevent emotional breakdown and disintegration.

As I try not to fall apart

As I try not to fall apart

As I try not to fall apart