One-sided

I know about him and your pain

I've seen those tears drop in the rain.

Yet all I can do is watch with clenched fist

Wishing for it to subside like a mist

As am still I not the one

Cause I know you miss him

And That you wish to be hold in only his embrace

Cause at the end of the day, It isn't I 

that you term to have your special place

So

I'm just standing, hopelessly praying

That maybe somehow someday 

you'll see this fool waiting

That will never stop looking out for you and your crying

Besides what else can I do

When I've been living far too long in this dream

In this one-sided romance that I'm still believing

Hence lets not be a wet bucket to stupidity's victory

I'm happily basking in all its futile glory

Illusions of an accurate cupid's arrow

Is as true as that pot of gold at the end of a rainbow

But this view is to be considered pretty 

In the place not called reality.

Yes I know about him and his flaws

And that you will always be blinded to it all.

Cause your heart beats by his cruel hands 

Those controlling hands that I'm unable to understand

But I will not be the one you that seek for

Cause you will always be drawn to him and that danger door

Cause at the end of the day,It isn't I 

who have the ability to shake you to your core.

Hence  

I'm just standing, hopelessly praying

That maybe somehow someday

you'll see this fool waiting

That will never stop loving you and you smiling

Besides what else can I do

When I've been living far too long in this dream

In this one sided romance that I'm living

Hence lets not be a wet bucket to stupidity's victory

I'm happily basking in all its futile glory

Illusions of an accurate cupid's arrow

Is as true as that pot of gold at the end of a rainbow

But this view is to be considered pretty 

In the place not called reality.

Once again I'm by your side

His win by a landslide

Is effectively tearing both of our insides

There are droplets falling down

Thus we can't see clearly

Making love shift in the knife to kill us slowly

Thats why we are both soon to be left with

stitches and bruises from our self inflicted beating

As we had continued to trust in our silly myth

That lie that gave us a heart still aching

Yet 

We're just standing, hopelessly praying

That maybe somehow someday the other will see

That we'll never stop loving even with all the hurting

Besides what else can we do

When we've been living far too long in this cage

In this one sided romance that is destroying 

Hence lets not be a wet bucket to stupidity's victory

After all we're happily basking in all its futile glory

Illusions of an accurate cupid's arrow

Is as true as that pot of gold at the end of a rainbow

But this view is to be considered pretty 

In the place not called reality.

Sadly we still live in reality