-You're the dream.

I don’t wanna live in a fantasy you visit when you’re alone.

I’m a real woman with real feelings.

Flesh and bones, tears and sweat.

When you cut me open I bleed for you.

There’s blood all over the place.

-You should call me more often

I kept looking for you in other people.

And when I couldn't find

it would break my heart.

So I’d break theirs.

Oh the many lips I’ve kissed

while longing for yours.

The many times I chose to stay in the dark

so I could tell myself

the stranger who lied next to me

wasn’t a stranger.

But when the sun rose

it would always reveal the ugly truth

breaking me inside.

One million pieces of my shattered heart.

Of course I wanted to call you.

But I didn’t. How was I supposed to know you wanted me to?

“Life isn’t gonna stop

bringing us back to each other”, he said.

I guess it’s my fault, too.

I taught you I’d always feed you with the validation you seek.

Life isn’t gonna stop bringing us back together.

It is awfully clear now, after all these years,

that you are never,

ever gonna take a leap of faith in us.