We're Not About to Fall Apart

Baby’s gone
Far away
Don’t know where
She won’t say
She don’t talk to me
Won’t look my way
In her complete control

And this day will end with the breaking of my heart
This day will end as we make pretend
That we’re not about to fall apart

There’s a worm in me
Deep in the dark
In my flesh
Eats my heart
‘Til it’s just a shell
An empty well
That’s where you come for sympathy

This day will end with the breaking of your heart
This day will end in forced consent
That we’re not about to fall apart

Baby’s gone
Far away
In her dreams
I have changed
But I’m still the same
I’ll take the blame
It’s the way that I was raised

This day will end with the breaking of our hearts
This day will end as I take your hand
Maybe we’re about to fall apart

LB – vox, acoustic guitar, harmonica & sound FX
Mikael Nilzén – synthesizers & sound FX
Rikard Lidhamn – bass
Magnus Olsson – Drums
Emma Ahlberg Ek – strings
Staffan Johansson – electric guitars
Sharon Vaughn – backing vox
Roger Norman: Bass