Every time I try to tell you of this maim
It's never enough
All the symptoms of this feeling are everlasting
But can't you see you never wake
From dreaming?

I'm sorry to say that the world is so very real
You can't go on thinking that...

I can't breathe
I've emptied all my breath into you
You say you're so empty
But so am I
I understand something inside myself
That you refuse to see

I'm sorry to say that the world is so very real
You can't go on thinking that
It's not

Every time I think of you it's
More than something....more than something
I can't take anymore of the pink parade of pain

We walk down this road together
Complaining of our time
Your car outside is parading in my mind
A plastic movie world...
A star-struck girl...
A mind-sprung matinee