The fiction we live
You might be just what I need,
No I would not change a thing.
Been dreaming of this, so long.
But we only exist in this song.
The thing is I'm not worth the sorrow
And if you come and meet me tomorrow.
I will hold you down, fold you in,
Deep, deep, deep in the fiction we live.
I break in two over you,
I break in two and if a piece of you dies.
Autumn, I will bring you back to life,
Of course I see you, I do.