It starts with one loss It starts in a home And you cannot believe what he said, what he did Can we still get out? Truth can only wait so long Two can only fake so long I have seen the future and it feels like every face you make Where frigid tones convey the pulse of every little word mistaken Every word, scrutinized I can't stand to wait that long Ain't it sad you never wavered to show me who you really are? Wide awake waiting for the time to slow What this is, isn't really like those dreams you never get Wide awake waiting for the time to slow What exists isn't really like those dreams you never get your head around Coming home at 4am to a bed turned over like someone had invaded Catch him with a foreign love Reaching for the door you slam Sweating with his beat red hands Abusing faith to make amends I'm sorry its not as black and white Wide awake waiting for the time to slow What this is, isn't really like those dreams you never get Wide awake waiting for the time to slow What exists isn't really like those dreams you never get your head around