My head is sick with propaganda
Whatever love meant to me it didn't mean to you,
You barely had love for one, when I had love for two.
Trapped in a lonely purgatory, alone
You may call this place strange, I call it home.
Why try when it's doomed to fail,
I'm still making memories to tell the tale.
these Arms were only meant for holding you,
Now that you're gone what can they do.
I chose to make life a convenient distraction,
you'll never understand what I mean, where comes my dissatisfaction.
You've been living in 1d, I've been living in three.
Stop throwing out words like I love you, you cannot fathom how short you came to loving me.
You barely had love for one, when I had love for two.
Trapped in a lonely purgatory, alone
You may call this place strange, I call it home.
Why try when it's doomed to fail,
I'm still making memories to tell the tale.
these Arms were only meant for holding you,
Now that you're gone what can they do.
I chose to make life a convenient distraction,
you'll never understand what I mean, where comes my dissatisfaction.
You've been living in 1d, I've been living in three.
Stop throwing out words like I love you, you cannot fathom how short you came to loving me.