Stuck on my own version of truth,
It’s hard to believe that you’re not really there.
All this time you’ve been missing,
From my heart, I always felt it somewhere.

And I assumed that you meant what you said.
That promised words never went to waste.
And now it’s hard to look you in the eye.
Denied luxury, I only wanted a small taste,

Of everything that you offer,
To everyone, don’t you see?
It’s a small condolence, I know,
That you’re everything to me.

A surreal fantasy, that’s what you are,
Beautiful to look at, amazing to know.
A surreal existence, that’s what I know,
After heartache, I learned to play my role.

Tucked in your open arms, I have to say I’m scared.
Nothing feels right, and I don’t know why.
You won’t comfort me, can you sense my despair?
Tell me now, did you lie?

It wasn’t suppose to hurt this badly,
But I couldn’t make myself leave.
You don’t believe I’m drowning,
But I can’t breathe.