I have this vision Of a brunette in sweats Sitting on top of my bed Legs crossed And her hair tossed up into A bun on the top of her head Then we'd sit We'd talk and laugh About our stupid pasts And how we thought we would never recover Then we found each other then Wait wait wait... What? That'd never happen Nicholas Sparks didn't write my life No I'm just a lonely kid I might have dreamed too big But I refuse to let this sadness win anymore In real life it's just me Standing in the rain You're a state of mind You're not a destination I wasted months on passing time My fragile mind could not accept You were content With my replacement But how do I do this Get through it If proven true, then it's useless I'm stupid now More than ever For trusting you've Split us in two Into a true illusion An allusion to what could've been. Should've been? But honestly I see no future in this Give me the strength to make it home Give back my shirts and hats you stole Give up your lease is done My heart and head are not your home In real life it's just me Standing in the rain You're a state of mind You're not a destination I wasted months on passing time My fragile mind could not accept You were content With my replacement In real life it's just me Standing in the rain You're a state of mind You're not a destination I wasted months on passing time My fragile mind could not accept You were content With my replacement