I could call out for help
But there's nobody there...

Plea from the Drowning Girl
(Living in the Reality of a Delusion...

You told me, yesterday
That I would be okay...

You and I, we've spent so much time together.
You stuck with me no matter the type of weather...

When the last drop fell
From the many-rained sky...

You don't expect a second chance
That when you get, you hope will last...

From the shadows I watch and see,
And count the times that you betray me...

I still recall that single day
Where, in bed, we both lay...

You hold me close, to throw me away,
Pick me up again, tell me everything's okay...

Walk a few steps behind me,
Yes, follow me...

Middle of the night, walkie-talkie conversations
Meaningless maneuvers and time maniuplations...

I don't know what to say to you
So I ask, why do you love me...