I need to know if you were real,
I hate to think I was wrong again,
And as the memory fades,
I’ll cry in silent agony,
And wish you love.

I wake to find the light has gone,
I hate to think that I was blind again,
And as the silence breaks,
I’ll run to darker remedies,
And feel them burn.

I can’t remember what went wrong,
I hate to think that you’ll blame me again,
And as I look away,
I’ll find there’s nothing left to lose,
You were the last.

I just can’t stand to see her face,
I hate to see her eyes on me again,
And as the choir sings,
I can’t hear anything but you,
Ring in my ears.

I can’t remember how it felt,
I hate to think I’ve lost my heart again,
And as the poet screams,
Slowly everything begins to blur,
Bathed in the dark.

I need to think that you were real,
I hate to know that I’ve been tricked again,
And as you walk away,
I’ll find I’ve always been alone,
Lost in the ice.

I need to wish that you were real,
It looks to me that I’ve been hurt again,
And as I write this song,
I found I’ve never really bled,
But now I’m cold.