No Dreams

I went to bed last night thinking of him
I awoke with a strartling cry
It was only just a dream, I didn't really kill him
Oh the pain that would've caused me
Strange how my dreams were the opposite of me
Sure, he wasn't talking to me
But I wasn't angry to kill him
I was sorry and miserable

Why did I have to be such a foolish girl?
He didn't care about your feelings
You were just some girl he had a few conversations with
He was just being nice
And when I told him to leave, he did
with much pleasure
Last night I had a nightmare
When I awoke, his name was like the taste after throwing up
Dreams are for fools
Nightmares are for killers