Don't bother speaking and let's just enjoy the silence.
We have to pretend its ok now and I catch you every time you lie.

You told me that I was going to change your life for the better so we did the impossible and set fire to the rain, believing that this would leave us feeling good.

"Fix a heart?", you said, "We'll for a pessimist I'm pretty optimistic, but I won't be playing god."
I still looked past your trainwreck and made a superhero out of the monster that was you.

Love drunk, I thought you would catch me, never expecting to become the warrior myself.
Now I see that in real life, we're going nowhere.
After a world of chances, we are who we are and we won't change.

I won't ask you to stay so that we can continue being something that we're not.

Don't forget us and the madhouse we created.

Now when you look up at those neon lights, remember that this?
It keeps gettin' better.

And me? I'll keep reminding myself that I'm alive.