| I live everyday in a world where I did everything different |
| When you cried in the car and instead I really listened |
| All those times I felt love and I just fucking admit it |
| Give you the whole of my heart, the same that you were given |
| And when I moved overseas and you said you’d wait for us |
| I really gave it a chance and not ran away from love |
| A world where I’m not scared every morning just waking up |
| Now I make it up |
| There’s a place inside my mind I make believe |
| Where the story doesn’t end in tragedy |
| And now the only way I feel you close to me |
| Is to hide inside a ghost reality |
| Picture the night we first met but we never left that garden |
| I walked you home instead of leaving you outside my apartment |
| I wasn’t selfish and just appreciated your patience |
| A world where I signed the deal without my ego inflating |
| I see a life you in white, two kids, one picket fence |
| Not me alone in my room, punishing myself instead |
| 'Cause I can’t face the fact this is how the real story ends |
| So I just pretend |
| There’s a place inside my mind I make believe |
| Where the story doesn’t end in tragedy |
| And now the only way I feel you close to me |
| Is to hide inside a ghost reality |