The Fiction We Live

You might be just what I need

No I would not change a thing

Been dreaming of this so long

But we only exist in this song

The thing is, I'm not worth the sorrow

And if you come and meet me tomorrow

I will hold you down, fold you in

Deep, deep, deep in the fiction we live

I break in two over you

I break in two and if a piece of you dies

Autumn, I will bring you back to life

Of course I see you I do