it rained on the day of the prom
but still they smiled
in self-made images
they lived temporary highs
and when the night comes to a close
gone are the gowns and tuxedos
what becomes of you then?
who are you but ordinary again?
but in my room alone right now
what i wouldn't give
to be living in someone else's skin
what good i had (love)
i lost
but sometimes i wonder
did she ever really love "me"
did she ever even know "me"
some see me as arrogant
self-absorbed
this may be true
but sometimes i think
if i didn't live the way i live
i wouldn't be living at all
when i'm alone
(which is quite often)
i wonder
who is at fault
are they the ones
who won't accept me
or have i been rejecting them
it didn't used to be this way
but those days have long since passed
out of reach
out of style
i put on a song, only for me
i lay my head down and wonder
who will share that last dance with me
who will put an end to my misery
the rain continues to fall outside |
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