F                     Gm                    Bb
Am I a faulty kind of man, so tender in the heart?
F                        Gm                    Bb
Are clues embedded in my hands, a horoscope of cards
F                           Gm                   Bb
No, I'm no special grain of sand or undiscovered star
F                           Gm                       Bb
If there's a great and holy plan, I'd rather have no part

F                  Gm
Ain't that the way, ain't that the way
          Bb                          C
You always unwind my head, unmake the bed like Sunday
F                  Gm
Ain't that the way, ain't that the way
           Bb                      C
You get me talking to the dead and questioning if I'm alive at
F
All

F                 Gm
Why every morning waking up
     Bb                      Bb9          C     F
Must I try not to fall, must I try not to fall apart?
                    Gm
You take me in your grateful arms
    Bb                    Bb           C     F
And I try not to fall, oh I try not to fall apart
                    Gm                 A  Bb
It's not the way a man like me behaves
                     C                           F
It's not the way the world would have me play my part
                    Gm
Then why does every fibre shake
   Bb                    Bb9          C     F
As I try not to fall, as I try not to fall apart?

F                    Gm                    Bb    F
Am I a lone, unlucky man, no shimmer to my soul?
                         Gm                     Bb    F
Am I a spindle wound too tight, a fraction of a whole
                             Gm                 Bb    F
No, I've no party tricks, my hand is empty as a vault
                                  Gm                       Bb     F
If there's a charge, oh then I'll stand and do the time for every
Fault

F                  Gm
Ain't that the way,   ain't that the way
           Bb               Bb           C
You always   unwind my head,  unmake the bed like Sunday
F                  Gm
Ain't that the way,   ain't that the way
           Bb                        C
You get me   talking to the dead and questioning if I'm alive at all

F                Gm
Why every morning   waking up
     Bb                      C                  F
Must I try not to fall, must I try not to fall apart?
                    Gm
You take me in your   grateful arms
    Bb                    C                  F
And I try not to fall, oh I try not to fall apart
                   Gm                   Bb
It's not the way a man like me behaves
                     C                           F
It's not the way the world would have me play my part
                    Gm
Then why does every   fibre shake
   Bb                    C                  F
As I try not to fall, as I try not to fall apart?

                    Gm
Ain't that the way,   ain't that the way
           Bb               C
You always   unwind my head   unmake the bed like Sunday
F                   Gm
Ain't that the way,   ain't that the way
           Bb                      C
You get me talking to the dead and questioning if I'm alive at
F
All
                  Gm
Why every morning   waking up
     Bb                      C                  F
Must I try not to fall, must I try not to fall apart?
                    Gm
You take me in your   grateful arms
    Bb                    C                  F
And I try not to fall, oh I try not to fall apart
                   Gm                   Bb
It's not the way a man like me behaves
                     C                           F
It's not the way the world would have me play my part
                    Gm
Then why does every   fibre shake
   Bb                    C                  F
As I try not to fall, as I try not to fall apart?

Gm  Bb    C                  F
       As I try not to fall apart
Gm  Bb    C                  F
       As I try not to fall apart
Gm  Bb    C                  F
       As I try not to fall apart
Gm  Bb    C                  F
       As I try not to fall apart