Consciously Insane

I’m aware that it’s all in my head
If only logic and common sense
Healed this never-ending cycle of loneliness

I wonder if you know what it’s like
To give up the control, the fight
It’s not your fault,
it’s mine, alright?

Why do you think it hurts this much?
If I didn't know I was wrong -
The tears would never fall
I would be proud, I would stand tall
but I’m not proud at all

Does it feel good knowing that I’m hurting?
Are you really not aware?
Or am I just falling for another one of your games,
slowly slipping into despair

Something tells me you understand
but maybe I’m wrong about that too
Maybe, perhaps;
I was wrong about you