The Nightmare

It hurts when you have it, and even when you don't.

It hurts when your not the one, not even the one out of two or three.

The way they watch you cry like they never even cared.

Makes you wonder why you even love, or why you even dare.

Love is a hard game, but it can be SO great.

Although when it goes wrong, it leads to tears of hate.

It hurts when there is someone else, that has got their eye.

The only thing we try to do is smile along and lie.

Hide the feelings to save the chance, to save a long-lost friend.

Because friends are all that's left in the end...

Everyone has bad dreams

All the lucky ones

Can wake up and escape

And carry on with their normal lives

But the rest of us can’t

Because our whole lives

Are the painful nightmares

It doesn’t matter if we’re asleep or awake

They follow us around where ever we go

Impossible to shake it off

Doesn’t matter how hard we cry

Or how much we try to block it out

It’s always there inside our minds

Ready to start haunting all over again

There’s no miracle cure for us

It’s just something we have to live with

Cope in so many different ways

Music, drugs, blood

Any will do to free our minds

For even just a moments peace

Anything to get away

From the unwakeable nightmare