I'm through
I'm wrapping it up
I've been beaten by my own game
a shame
I'm over my crush

I used to have a good time
I couldn't be bought
It was easy, was a given
I'm in, whatever the cost

But now the cards are stacking up
against my inner politic
tell me something good
I need it

I've been looking for the real thing
I'm done wasting all my time there
I keep dying for the real thing
It may not kill me but it might
and who, who, who, who, who
Tell me then
Who will lead me out when
I become Oblivious

Am I fool?
Forever I pined
I thought I was better standing alone
than standing on line

How much more of this heartache
can I stand?
How long can I be visually positive
until I'm making it up?

And I could die a complete unknown
bury me the counterfeit
spin the lie so I can
believe it

Low
Lower than down
Sicker than sick of being tired

And I could die a complete unknown
bury me the counterfeit
could have, would have, should have
I didn't!