well, it's over now.
the moon is down
and you're the farthest thing from me.
when you smiled the sun hid it's head in defeat
how can I stop loving you?
you ask for the impossible

but I'll try to do what you demand
though it pains me so.
I'll flash a forced smile
and put on this false facade of happiness
to hide the wreck that's inside.
just trying to do anything:

to pretend like you never broke my heart.