The Joked On, Delivering The Final Punchline.
All this while,
I wonder what it takes for you
to smile?
and when you tell me,
it's only but an inch you give me,
but i'd rather take the mile.
All this time,
I was blinded by denial.
Of what or who,
I thought you could be.
You could never see beyond,
what you wished I could be.
Too bad I couldn't fit your perfect ideals of a girl.
Too bad we'll never go beyond
This lovesick girl holding onto her dreams
of a fairytale lover
that was you.
All the while,
I was missing,
the danger signs buzzing in me
And now,
that it's all out on the line?
Maybe with time, i'll be just fine.
But i'm like a pitbull,
Still with my jaws of death
wrapped tightly around the possibility
of you and me.
But now I see, what could never be.
And i'm just this fighting pitbull hanging onto an emotionless, deadman.
Wishing I could just run far away with a real man.
Just to escape the pain.
The pain of all the knowledge i've gained.
You could never see beyond,
what you wished I could be.
Too bad I couldn't fit your perfect ideals of a girl.
Too bad we'll never go beyond
This lovesick girl holding onto her dreams
of a fairytale lover
that was you.
We're a joke.
A joke.
A joke.
Here comes the punchline...
the game's over.
Over.
Over.
We're a joke.
A joke.
A joke.
The joked on just delivered the final punchline.