The higher the standards the harder the fall
The lower the standards your already face down on the ground several months in wondering how in the hell did I get here.

Well it probably started out something like this.
We were friends in the Beginning
Then I wanted more.
I got curious.
I got attached
Now I'm stuck in some fantasy world
It's a nightmare called reality
The feelings too hard to shake
I can't breath, almost suffocating
My mind is frozen with visions of you dancing around in my head. You're nothing but a blur and I'm stuck in this high
Slap me please, snap out of it!

Where did I go?
Must of stepped out and let love take over