Sheet Forts

I’m chainsmoking under sheet forts that we built

My lungs are hardened concrete, question my will

I thought you’d be more discreet, thought you’d have guilt

I’m back to the question if anything’s real

And I can’t undo what’s been done

No, I can’t see through glass that’s broken

And when I leave the shards still won’t be gone

I know the moon never guaranteed the sun

I can’t undo what’s done

I guess that I was wrong

I guess I’m meant to run

I guess (I guess)

Again, let me ask you when will you realize

Real lies can't be seen by these real eyes

How easily it would seem, I read your mind

When there's nothing in sight, 'cause there's nothing inside

I've got no time to live, spend my time til I die

I'm losing my mind, and I do not know why

When will you realize

Can't be seen by these real eyes