You are just a dream,
Only a shade of what you seem.
There is a twinkle in your eyes,
But it's shrouded by your lies.
How does it feel?
To always make believe.
How does it feel?
To break what could have been.
I see a shadow of your intentions,
But the smoke brings complications.
You believe you know me,
In truth you can't see clearly.
To always make believe.
How does it feel?
To break what could have been.
Don't waste your time on me,
I am not the man you see.
I'm just as broken as you are,
Another liar and a farce.
I know how it feels.
To always make believe.
I know how it feels.
To break what could have been.
So tell me how does it feel?
