The Fiction We Live

You might be just what I need,

No I would not change a thing.

Been dreaming of this, so long.

But we only exist in this song.

The thing is I'm not worth the sorrow

And if you come and meet me tomorrow.

I will hold you down, fold you in,

Deep, deep, deep in the fiction we live.

I break in two over you,

I break in two and if a piece of you dies.

Autumn, I will bring you back to life,

Of course I see you, I do.