She said are you OK And I'm staring into space It's making her nervous cause one thing is certain I don't have my head on straight We're trying to get through each week On two or three hours of sleep I say to be patient that we're gonna make it I have to admit that I'm struggling *They say take it slow but the World keeps spinning and that I don't control And so there I go Trying to act normal so they won't know that **I'm just trying to hold my shit together together darling I'm just trying to hold my shit together together darling They say that they sympathize I'm grateful they take the time But bringing it up at this 6 year old's birthday It kinda fucks up my vibe We end on an awkward note I make the most awkward joke Too dark to be funny I shouldn't have come it'd be Weird go to home and I'm struggling *Repeat **Repeat ***Oh I don't know what else to try Pretend I'm in control but I'm Just trying to hold my shit together together darling **Repeat ***Repeat