Oh what a price we pay for the things we say. And the closer I get to you the further you move away. All the lies we tell in the games we play. And the longer I think it over the harder it is to stay.
Maybe I'm imagining the things they say about me. Maybe there is really nothing there at all. Standing in the middle while the rumors fly around me. Hiding from a shadow on an empty wall.
If I cried out loud. Over sorrows I've known. And the secrets I've heard. It would ease my mind. Someone sharing the load. But I won't breathe a word.
Look at me now. A shadow of the man I used to be. Look through my eyes. And through the years of loneliness you'll see. . To the times in my life. When I could not bear to lose a simple game.
It's been a long road. We've walked the last mile. We reach the same conclusion. And we stop for a while. . Together we know. The way we must go. We're leaving an illusion.
"Well I'm dead! To the world" she said. And the funeral came alive.. I collect every flower sent. From hell down to the fire.. . Fall down sick,. I'm not insane..