i’m not.
correction: never will be
fall for a reflection, not the real me
can just one person be exactly what they seem
it’s hard to run from nightmares, that’s why I never dream

what’s left to say to a perfect goodbye
tell me: how do lips taste on the brink of a lie
if i remember your skin i can smell her perfume
but i’m still sprawled in your hopes when you f*** in her room

how could you look in her eyes
and say you don’t love me
all in an attempt
to clear your thoughts of me
i deny you and lie to you
say I’m saying goodbye to you
act like everything’s changed
act like I’m moving on
but i can’t help but wonder if maybe I'm wrong
all these doubts stain my mind like an overplayed song...

it was you all along.