Its ironic, and it should be hard to say
It may be bitter, but I'll think it anyway
of all the phases of my life
and every place I've called my own
Its only through this time with you
I've been alone.

CHORUS: A broken heart is an illusion
Noone died through feeling blue
There's no reason why another
Can have power over you
Just believe that you are special
Look those doubters in the eye
They cannot hurt you
So, you'll never have to cry.

I'm not crying,tears are wasted anyway
I may be hurting, but the pain will seap away
I thought the troubles that we knew
and the unhappiness we shared
Would be confronted and rejected
If we cared.

CHORUS

Call me stupid, its time I understood the rules
There's no returning, looking back is just for fools
The road is stretching out ahead
the distant lights are bright and clear
the future beckons with a smile
and you're not there.

CHORUS