Tales We Tell Ourselves
Getting hurt by love is not something you can avoid
Have you ever wonder how does it feel to love someone?
I dream about it now and then,
Pathetic, selfish perhaps, a fairytale that
Made my life easier to cope
Your eyes open and real life
Throws you a sarcastic smile
You think you're too good for anyone,
That was my best lie
I feel sorry for the tears that my friends shed,
Not worth it, Not for me at least
You’ll never know what is like
To love someone more than yourself
That was actually my point at the end
I thought I was playing hard to catch
There was no one there to catch me,
There never was,
Be careful, Lying to yourself
Is the most dangerous game
Parties and worthless kisses
Strangers arms twisting around me,
Laughter and numbness
So much noise in my head, life was never worst
Loving the feeling of it,
excitement screamed your name
After a while and some quiet
Sadness arrived
From the thoughts and the lies
Of the story, I made in my mind
Why can’t I love someone?
Is it me? Is it them?
High expectations of love
Can hurt more than love itself
And I was living it in the flesh
You don’t talk to me
Now that I told you how I felt
Love or obsession, friendship or more
You became the one I was looking for
Maybe my dream of love was just a fairytale
I can’t imagine Peter losing Wendy
But you broke my heart
And the tale can’t only have one.
