Tales of Fake

"It's too late baby, there's no turning around

I've got my hands in my pocket and my head in a cloud

This is how I do

When I think about you

I never thought that you could break me apart

I keep a sinister smile and a hole in my heart

You want to get inside

Then you can get in line

But not this time

Cause you caught me off guard

Now I'm running and screaming

I feel like a hero and you are my heroine"

Maybe today is the day a lightning strikes me. Maybe today is the day when you and me stop being two.

Maybe today is like any other day, but not for US.

Today, two plus two simply makes five.