I feel like a fool; trapped inside of my lies.
Love you, I do, but I've come to realize.
I'm still young at heart and a little naive.
I'll admit I fall a little too hard, a little too fast.
I'll decide which card to deal, and how long it's passed.
I won't setup myself, I can't give into myself.
I'm catching ME from falling harder, this could be fatal.
I don't know who to be right now, but no time to stall.
I must look like an idiot to you and I still don't know what I want, what I need.
The windows fog up, and the glass is so cold.
Can't attempt to jog, my legs feel weak and old.
Listening to the car stereo, cold air blowing; think.
I'm trying to read myself, to predict my wants and needs.
I have the wrong feed, because I'm not psychic and I don't know where this leads.
I'm sorry I don't want to do this, but I know not right or wrong. Good or bad.
Please help me push out the infected piece of my mind.
I can't see what's on the inside only out is what I find.
We use to have that instant magic, why does it change?
Go to cut myself, just to know that my blood is still pumping.
Am I still breathing, what is in my head bumping?
I feel insane, but insane is not knowing it.
Last breath under water, lungs at ease.
Sigh before the laughter, windy breeze.
The fire left both of our eyes.
You and I together, were we in love with the idea of us?
I got it, hypnotic, I don't like to fuss.
I should have analyzed it all first, never should have fallen again.
What's so wrong with bliss, what's missing from our kiss?
I can't see bells ringing, or early morning birds singing.
This music plays in my head, I don't know what it means to be dead.
If you let me go, let me go easy, there's more you don't know.
I'm hanging on to something I don't think I'll ever get control of.
I don't know what I want, what do I need?
Hypnotic, I got it, lets have it, symbolic, and demonic.
Emotionless, helpless, careless, give me no stress.
What is love, who has love, give me love!
My heart and mind have an epic war at hand.
My ears and heart listen to a different band.
I've said things I never should have felt.
I love you, I know, but is this really the end?
The end of discovery kinds of love, my friend.
Let us play, for a while please baby come and stay.
Read this, absorb it in, love it, know it, feel it,
taste it, like it, hate it, learn this, know that.
I never should have questioned what should be.
