another mistake
what I see is what you fake
how I wish you were honest
a little bit more modest
 I can't say
do we have something real
are we putting on a play
you put a mask
identity change so fast
I'm afraid I don't know you
there is too much in argue

maybe that's how you are
close to me and yet so far
is that your thing
in your chain i'm just a link
you fabricate
steal what you can take
and now it's too late
to try and take it all back

the way you treat me
defines me
I'm my own person
but i can't resist the attention
when you're around
all i think about is how come
that now, you don't even try

you've put yourself in the blank square
when I needed someone to be there
but you don't really care
and neither do I
and now i'm leaving you behind
it's been sort of nice

oh so nice...
nice to believe my own lie
how you didn't mean a thing
and that you'll just go away with the wind
will you come with my whistle
if I tell you I miss a little
and I do miss
a bit...