Room all darkened down, just a cellphone
The stampeding time, upper left corner
I've to get up in the morning
You left many weak weeks ago
I guess I've held out for a miracle
And held myself prisoner
I tell my friends
To love themselves
In the face of undeservedness
But when I'm alone
I bathe in scorn
I just cannot relent
Suffocating, stuck in a cutscene
A fantasy world on a flatscreen
A loophole into a dead end street
And
What am I supposed to be doing?
My map was of a world with you in
Now I am lost and losing
And I tell my friends
That I will be strong again
Just so they don't go around worrying
But when I'm alone
In the mirror, on the bathroom floor
I just cannot pretend
