Pinch me now i must be dreaming.
heart is dying soul is screaming.
I've lost the ability to feel.
this nightmare is all too real.

With long sleeves, band aids, and a plastered on smile i will convince the world i am just fine

Love is something you just can't pretend.

How can i tell him that i still have feelings for him when i can't even admit that to myself?

There's no hope in dreaming
when nightmares exist.

I'm nothing special to him.
i'm nothing special.
i'm nothing.

Hope only makes for more painful disappointment

Optimism is just a form of denial

I realize now it was all just a game to you . next time i'll think before i assume "i love you" actually means something.

I'm trying to get through but you've already let me go
i want to explain myself to you but you're deaf to everyone but your ego.