Standing in the shadows,
of what I used to be.
Everything's been so fucked up
since I forgot to feel.
She wasn't real.
Right there before my eyes.
I never gave her time to heal.
She wasn't real.
She wasn't real.
I've been sitting by the window,
crying the night away.
I guess I must pay for all my sins
but this is a cruel way.
My body has become numb
as the guitar strings cut the bone.
People think I'm crazy,
singing love songs to the wall.
No one can use the phone
'cause I'm waiting for the call-
That isn't real.
She isn't real.
An incarnate of my mind.
She isn't real...
