another lonely night
spent in a world that doesn't care to see if i'm dead or alive
i am exhausted of the acts i put up, the lies i tell myself
thinking today was just a fluke, tomorrow will be better, i promise
everything was quickly and desperately forgotten and forgiven when tomorrow came today
so we could continue to tell the same lies as yesterday
knowing with a conviction i will pretend to believe, just as long as you pretend to care for me