How am I supposed to breathe?
I try to relax, I touch your still frame
So I can watch you closer
And study the ways I believe I belong to you
To you, so I
I scratch at your waist line, your doll hair
I dig up the thought of how your eyes glow
So I make you my religion, my collision, my scapegoat
So have I found your secret weak spot, baby?
Can you pretend I’m amazing?
I can pretend I’m amazing…
Instead of what we both know
Instead of what we both know
I cut to the punch line, baby
Can you pretend I’m amazing?
Instead of what we both know
Now our history is for sale
And for that, I apologize
You see, you’re my only know how
The study of when I believe I belonged to you
To you
You see, I’ve made you into something more delicious
My sweet ghost
So have I found your secret weak spot, baby?
Can you pretend I’m amazing?
I can pretend I’m amazing…
Instead of what we both know
Instead of what we both know
I cut to the punch line, baby
Can we pretend I’m amazing?
Instead of what we both know
I’m so sorry…
There it goes…
Back over there…
I miss these tragic, achingly beautiful songs that spoke to my shattered soul. I would never wish his pain back on him but how I long for the feeling of grateful strength when each new song let me remember I was not alone.
"I cut to the punchline, baby. can we pretend im amazing, instead of what we both know?" this line right here says it all. if youve never tried to love someone while having a mental illness, you wont get it.
Go ahead dislike it. You will be back young Children. Eventually, you will reach this kind of love that hurts your entire soul dragging yourself through life without it is unbearable and you need to vent.
The love of my life showed me this song and the memory will alllways be fresh in my mind like it were happening now. I can say honestly say im in love .