Singing so loud my lips are red

He’s kissing me so hard it’s almost pretend

Too bad it’s all in my head

Reading the same pages,

Over and over
Tracing my fingers
Over the black ink Jealous of a nonexistent realityThe passion, adventure, and brutalityThey get to live
They get to be happily forever after
Free from troubles and problems and nevers Because they're too busy thinking about forever Obsessionate over all the little things

Roaming wild, free in my head
Breaking boundaries
Stuck in my brain
My sanity to lose
A great deal to gain