I'm sure you're still breaking hearts

And do you still think love is a laserquest

Or do you take it all more seriously?

I've tried to ask you this in some daydreams that I've had

But you're always busy being make believe

And do you look into the mirror to remind yourself you're there

Or has somebody's goodnight kisses got that covered? 

When I'm not being honest I pretend that you were just some lover

And I can't think of anything to dream about

I can't find anywhere to hide

And when I'm hanging on by the rings around my eyes

And I convince myself I need another

For a minute it gets easier to pretend that you were just some lover