Laying in my bed
with the yellow eyes shining in
and my mind is working slow on the last few nights
and I ask myself if I'm going insane
if this is really a stupid game

I hate the morning sky
I hate the feeling of waking alone
I hate the voices downstairs
I hate the distant screaming in my head
I found myself in the echoes
and I was standing on the ledge
left melancholy and unsatisfied
I hate the way you left me here
in tears and always thinking about you

So switch my days around
because I'm not so happy
and maybe I'm in a phase
or maybe I fell too far in love with you

 
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