It seems like I’m getting stranger every day
How easily the pleasant illusion of a clear view
Turns into nothing
Nothing but clouds of fog
I guess I shouldn’t care so much
I guess I shouldn’t think so much
Well, that’s what I’ve been trying
But I’m getting sick of trying
It was just so nice, just too nice to let go
I’ve [bad word] into this like a child
Like a little girl
I have given up my strength
And chose to be weak
Only for the illusion of you
I am just a little girl
Making up my own world
‘Till you refuse to play your role
I should have known this would happen
I am just a little girl
Making up my own world
‘Till you refuse to play your role
And leave me here
Leave me here in cold reality
It was just so nice, just too nice to let go