Room all darkened down, just a cellphone The stampeding time, upper left corner I’ve to get up in the morning You left many weak weeks ago I guess I’ve held out for a miracle And held myself prisoner And I tell my friends to love themselves In the face of undeservedness But when I'm alone I bathe in scorn I, I just cannot relent Suffocating, stuck in a cutscene A fantasy world on a flatscreen A loophole into a dead end street and What am I supposed to be doing? My map was of a world with you in Now I am lost and losing And I tell my friends That I will be strong again Just so they don't go around worrying But when I'm alone In the mirror, on the bathroom floor I just cannot pretend