It can be heartbreaking when you find out that your fairytale image of the world doesn't match the reality.
I took a chance, I took a shot And you may think I’m bullet-proof, but I’m not. You took a swing, I took it hard. And down here from the ground I see who you are
you're an expert at sorry and keeping the lines blurry
And I'm dying to know, is it killing you like it's killing me? And the story of us looks a lot like a tragedy now.