The Fine Art of Falling Apart
Matthew Good Lyrics

I walk alone and I
I am independent and prefer to be by myself without anyone else.

I ride alone and I
I prefer to travel by myself and enjoy the freedom that comes with it.

I rock myself to sleep
I comfort myself in my own way, without needing anyone else's help.

Baby, there ain't enough room in this world
This world cannot accommodate all types of people, especially those like me.

For people like you
People who are perfect and conform to the societal ideals of perfection.

And horrors like me
People who are different from the norm, and are viewed as monsters, weirdos, etc.

A time of darkness
A period of sadness, despair or hopelessness.

There lived a girl in a cave in the woods
An isolated girl who lives in seclusion, away from society.

Disguised as a bee
The girl is trying to blend in and not draw attention to herself.

At night she would fly into the city
She would venture outside her comfort zone and explore the city.

Sting the cause
She seeks revenge against someone or something that has hurt her.

And sting the cost
She also faces consequences for her actions and is willing to bear them.

And she would hover over me
She would watch over me and provide comfort, even though she herself needs help.

Whispering
Speaking in a soft, gentle voice as if to calm someone down.

And so we sing
Together we try to lift ourselves out of darkness and find hope.

We're surfacing
We are beginning to overcome our problems and are making progress.

I stand alone and I
I am standing tall and facing my problems alone without any help.

I fight alone and I
I am fighting my battles alone, without anyone's help or support.

Stay clean by feeling cheap
I try to stay pure and uncorrupted by indulging in things that are considered low or cheap.

For perfection's like you
People who are perfect and achieve societal ideals of perfection.

And monsters like me
People who deviate from societal norms and are considered to be different or weird.

You will look absurd and you will feel inert
When you go through tough times, you look and feel helpless, and everything seems ridiculous or pointless.

And you will go looking to blame somebody
When everything seems to be going wrong, you look for someone to blame, rather than facing your problems head-on.

You see I used to think that I'd get over everything
I used to believe that time would heal all wounds, and that everything would eventually work itself out.

But everything just got
However, things didn't get better, and in fact became worse.

Over me
I became overwhelmed by my problems, and felt like I was drowning in them.

I'm some of it
I am part of the problem or issue that's affecting me.

You're some of it
You are also part of the problem or issue that's affecting us both.

We're some of it
Our combined actions or inactions have contributed to the problem or issue we're facing.

I'm certain of it
I am confident that these problems are real and not imagined.

That's all right by me
I am okay with being alone and self-sufficient, without needing anyone else's help.

See baby cause
Because of the previously mentioned reasons,

Here ain't enough room in this world
There is not enough space for all types of people in this world.

For a great, great many things
For all the varying ideas, beliefs, behaviors, and cultures that exist in this world.