The one thing that keeps me holding on to reality
Is nothing like the truth laid out in front of me
To this point my life has been one big fantasy
What else is there to believe

Maybe it's time I proved them wrong
Maybe it's time I rewrote these songs
We're strangers in the same bed
In the same head
Left out in the dust

What if this time they were right
Out of mind and out of sight
Would I be better off instead
Just a memory in their heads

What are the chances that I'd make it out alive
When all the others never stopped to say goodbye
cll of the lonely people with nothing left but to make it to the other side
Like a sad song playing on repeat and no point to survive

My past is framed on someone's wall
My future's undiscovered
It's getting further and further to fall
My secrets are uncovered

What if this time they were right
Out of mind and out of sight
Would I be better off instead
Just a memory in their heads

What are the chances that I'd make it out alive
When all the others never stopped to say goodbye
cll of the lonely people with nothing left but to make it to the other side
Like a sad song playing on repeat and no point to survive

What are the chances that I'd make it out alive
(Make it out alive)
When all the others never stopped to say goodbye
(Stopped to say goodbye)
cll of the lonely people with nothing left but to make it to the other side
Like a sad song playing on repeat and no point to survive