What Became of Me

If I rise and we fall

Will we find ourselves remembering at all?

You're never coming back, it never hurt like this

Are we understanding or withstanding?

I told you it'd never be this way

It means the world to me

I told you, it'd never be this way again

What fools we've made

Now we find ourselves imagining a way

I'm never coming back, it never hurt like this

Are we understanding or withstanding?

I told you it'd never be this way

It means the world to me

I told you, it'd never be this way again

I'm building daydreams carefully

If only you could see, what became of me

I'm building daydreams carefully

If only you could see

You wouldn't be ashamed of me

I built this daydream carefully for only you to see

Are you ever coming back?

Have you ever hurt like this?

Please believe you're what became of me