Dreams Are Better Than Reality
Lost in this world I've made my own.
Can't even get up to answer the phone.
The reality of my dreams are not real.
Confused as to how I really feel.
Day and night, night and day I cry.
Not wanting to admit this is really good-bye.
It's almost been a year now, hard to believe.
Doesn't seem like enough time to grieve.
I dream of all the good times we had.
In reality I think of all the bad.
I dream of how you love me so.
In reality I hear you saying you have to go.
Heartbroken and hurting like never before.
You tore me apart until there wasn't ...