I hope you know

A dream-pt up life of love an hate,
i want to hold him once again but look who's with him.

I look at him and he stares back, all i do is smile and sit there an wonder what if.

What if nothing had happened that night?
What if she wasn't here?
What if he could only see i need the security he once gave me?

I lay there every night, wondering if I'm gonna wake up the next day. These nightmares are becoming my reality.

This has nothing to do with you, i don't want you to think this is your fault, its more personal.

So if i collapse and fall at your feet, don't think its your choice to pick me up and hold me that one last time.
Don't take yours just because shes bored of you and I'm not there to help you.

The rain is falling, and my tears aren't visible, I'm screaming but its pointless they cant hear me, shes taken the spotlight and her heads on his chest.

The tears are my escape the pain is what Ive been dealt with. But why cant i stand up and testify for the life i once lived, you've taken it all and tied me to your bed of lust, lies and honest temptation.

So just take my last breathe and tell me its OK, tell me you don't love her.

I don't love him, I don't, I just stand living this lie hes made everyone believe, and i don't know how much more i can take before he breaks me.

I don't want to, I hate him for what Ive become, I hate how every things changed, I hate that i cant look at him with out reminding myself of that night. She told me i have to move on before i hurt my self for it, but its harder than it seems.

I just want to hear it before you go and leave me to pick up the pieces, tell them the truth, you've told me to much for me to want you any more. And don't worry Ill try to wake myself up from this tortured life.