It’s strange what we convince ourselves of
Stranger still what we deny
We wanna believe so badly in love
That we can’t see through blinded eyes

Emotional hallucination
Delusional infatuation
Well the situation was
It was all in my imagination

It meant everything to me
It meant nothing to you
Oh how I would misconstrue
Everything I could see

Words of kindness I believed were love
A flashing smile didn’t mean what I thought
This world I’d always dreamed of
Well it was all for naught

I spent my days dreaming
Dreaming of how the night could be
But it was only seeming
Seeming that way to me

It’s strange what we convince ourselves of
Stranger still what we deny
We wanna believe so badly in love
That we can’t see through blinded eyes

And when we make that profession of love
That’s met with dull surprise
When we make that confession of love
That’s met with the saddest of sighs

It’s hard to recover
From the rejection of an imaginary lover
Nowhere to go nowhere to hide
To nurse your wounded deflated pride

It’s strange what we convince ourselves of
Stranger still what we deny
We wanna believe so badly in love
That we can’t see through blinded eyes

But I couldn’t live not knowing
You know I’d do it again
So now I guess I’ll be going
Going back to where I’ve always been