The Fiction We Live

You might be just what I need No I would not change a thing Been dreaming of this so long But we only exist in this song The thing is, I'm not worth the sorrow And if you come and meet me tomorrow I will hold you down, fold you in Deep, deep, deep in the fiction we live I break in two over you I break in two and if a piece of you dies Autumn, I will bring you back to life Of course I see you I do