Some nights, I may act like all that's in me is love
But really, my mind is just giving me a little shove
Every single time, I end up regretting and forgetting
Not caring about the days we spent from the sun rising to setting
Only remembering a little fun we had
Many say this is sad
Judge me, tell me that on the inside I'm bad
But hell do I know that those few nights are special
I tend to pour out everything of me, and make her feel celestial
Just understand that whatever you call me
Fake, shallow, untrustworthy
I don't mean to be like this
A simple someone to reminisce
'Cause after I give her the world
Nothing is left and feelings are hurled

I'll disappear real fast with no explanation
Leaving her while stealing her only elation
For no reason leaving her where she was led

Now someone tell me,
Am I the only one trapped in this emptiness of mind
Equivalent vision in this world to the blind
Am I the only one to never care in the end
It would be lucky if I even stay a friend