|Iâ€™m in love with the thought of you.|
I hate to admit it. But you were nothing more;
than a figment of my psychotic imagination.
Deep down, I know thatâ€™s all it was.
I worshiped the way you held me,
and kept me protected from all the things in my head.
Yet if you actually did that, the way I thought you did.
they would of never got me. Would they of?
I adored the sparkle in your brilliant green eyes,
It kept them far away from meâ€¦
But you were never really looking at me, like I thought,
it was always someone else. Wasnâ€™t it?
I loved the way you wrapped your arms around me,
keeping me secure, and safe, far away from them.
But you were only keeping me there, waiting for them;
to come and get me. Donâ€™t lie.
My distorted heart attempts to keep me alive,
As the night falls in a heavy, suffocating cloak, entwined are we.
It is a night of death, a song of darkness.
Deep down youâ€™re truly sad and hurt.
Theyâ€™re after you the same way they came and for me.
You look in the mirror, popping another pill,
Trying to keep them out,
ahaâ€¦ Iâ€™m sorry dear, but its not going to workâ€¦
I tried that remember?
I could of saved you, but you let them get me.
My psychotic head canâ€™t stand the thought of you any longer.
I have to get you out.