A tease bitten fantsy,
that carries me on.
Following from behind,
for all the reason that are wrong.

Desperate for chance,
still ignoring the truth;
fighting a battle,
that I know I will lose.

Patheticly crying,
of my caneris obsession.
Desperatly dieing of,
the object of my affection.

I bow down my head,
inslaved by his luring eyes.
My eye lids became heavy,
as I admitted to his lies.

In loss of wishful thinking,
and hope of one day;
I was only fooling myself,
with all the dreams I used to say.

Overwhelmed by dissapointment,
and wallowing in my rejection.
Desperatly dieing for,
the object of my affection.

Looking on down,
at the end of my rope.
I wound up with nothing,
but in tears I am soaked.

Ware the world away,
shifted from my shattered heart.
It all once fit perfectly together,
so how did the peices fall apart?

Here i stand,
in the center of my humilation.
Desperatly dieing for,
the object of my affection.