A smile I put up to my face
Strange feel and a twisted shape
A façade that I try to make

Out of something borrowed.

A laugh that I sound out loud
Some kind of noise let slip out
A resemblance of what's normal

Definitely something borrowed

A skin scene in a romance movie
A drunken feel I’m left wanting
Someone to hold close to me

Hoping there’s more I can borrow

Long nights of faithful dreams
Characters that only I can see
Left hoping for a better morning

Something that’s not mine to borrow