I'm falling apart at the seams tonight, nothing about it seems alright. When all is not what you can see. The darkest places beckon me. Seems so funny, now it's sad. A darker harvest turns to black. A wickedness to make the hurt, beat me down again with words. You can tell by the way they talk, it's traitors walk. You can tell by the way they talk. We lost too much along the way, happens almost every single day. The hardest lesson taught to me , try to keep some dignity. Falling apart at the seams tonight, twilight comes to take the night.