(no subject)
Yeah there's a method to my madness
If only I could find it I could make you safe
See there's a therapist trying to tell me that
you are just a figment of my tainted brain
No, I believe
that you're not just conjured up
No, I believe
'cause I feel it when we touch
You make it dry when it's raining outside
You warm my blood when the temperature dies
You're my crutch when it's all to hard to bare
See without you here I could not be anywhere
A wide-eyed flutter and the violins, they swell
I lost everything I own
I don't need it, can't you tell?
Oh, all I truly need is you
This disturbing make-believe's come true