cause you know just what they'll say,
they'll never understand,
that this time they can't save the day.
It's not fair or so they say,
you bite your lip and hide the pain,
But nothing's fair,
in love and war, and unstoppable rain.
And so the words are never spoken,
hide the regret with a smile,
and everything will be okay for a while,
but soon their questioning looks,
only serve as a token,
of everything you'd forgotten to remember.
Though the title and the theme,
never suit the feeling of a dream,
The truth takes no prisoners,
Honestly, what did you expect me to do?
Make it better, make it better.
Please make it better.