doing fine

"How've you been?" "What's new with you?" "Are you still working at that place?" "How is life? "What are you up to now?" Every time, it's always the same So I say, "I'm alright, I'm OK" And I force a smile on my face But what I really want to say is That I'm in pieces That I'm a broken shell of a man And there's no one who can Put me right back together again That I've been grieving That I cry myself to sleep every night But I don't say that 'Cause it's always never the time So I just smile And say, "I'm doing fine" What'll they think? Will they think I'm weak If I put my heart out on display? What does it mean To be strong and brave? Am I any of that if I say That I'm in pieces That I'm a broken shell of a man And there's no one who can Put me right back together again That I've been grieving That I cry myself to sleep every night But I don't tell them 'Cause I'm scared they'll never be kind So I just smile and say on the inside I'm so tired of this facade I only wear armour on my sleeve Why is being real so hard? Would anyone even believe? That I'm in pieces That I'm a broken shell of a man And there's no one at all To catch me when I fall Again and again and again So I've been grieving So I cry myself to sleep every night But I don't say that 'Cause it's always felt like a crime No, I don't tell them 'Cause I'm scared they'll never be kind Oh, I don't say that 'Cause it's always never the time So I just smile And say, "I'm doing fine"