I've become the best director
implanted countless scenes into my brain
you always get the lead role
the guy and whatever girl he can get
the one who hurt him in the past
or the girl that gives it away so easily

my brain begins to malfunction from all the processing
who knows what ill make up next
but the thing is, its not all imagination
see you've set the play for me
you found the characters
and it was you who gave me the story
it was your actions that created the nightmare in my brain
all I can do now is try to decipher the reality

how long did you hold her?
how happy did you make her?
what did you tell her as you laid over her?
did I ever cross your mind as you touched her?

but most importantly
when will I forget?
I don't think theres enough time in the world for it
I fear that I'll grow old and carry this pain with me
I'm afraid my bones are too weak now