My love is not real
Slowly you discover
People are never perfect
One flaw after another
And everything falls apart
Didn't recognize myself in the mirror
I am not perfect! - betrayal!

But the day'll get over
And I'll slip into my fantasy
I'll pretend, I'll breakdown
Insecure Insane
I'll live and I'll die.
Its all relative.

Well screw the fucking thing.
I just want to talk to you tonight
My stomach hurts
And I don't want to smoke
I don't want to cry tonight
I don't want to feel that again
So please be nice
Even if you have to fake it.