Gazing upon what I thought was my life
I'm starting to think that I might
Try to find you and make it right
But whenever it got too bright
Your silhouette blocked out the light
Little boy get out of your head
So my fantasy caught up to me
What you call chaos is my beauty
Now settling into this life
I'm beginning to lose my mind
Always wanting more than I find
So why am I always
On the wrong side of time?
Little boy get out of your head
So my fantasy caught up to me
Why am I always the last to see
That what I am chasing is make-believe?
And what you call chaos is my beauty
Little boy get out of your head
So my fantasy has broken me
Why am I always the last to see
That what I am chasing is make-believe?
And what you call chaos is my beauty