Is this really how it goes?
Maybe I had blocked it out
Maybe it was never real
It's all they ever talk about
But the words are never there
Back and forth I pace at night wondering about the truth
Is this really how it goes?

Maybe it existed all along
Maybe I never noticed
I would write it out in a simple song
But now I always notice
Is this really how it goes?

Dysfunctional is my definition
Screaming seems to help
Back and forth and back again is the script in their creation
Find a way to make it fade away
Is this really how it goes?

No tears can fall and none will ever escape
Am I overreacting or is this normal?
I feel like I'm in a cage
Left to figure out right from wrong, normal
Is this really how it goes?

Thoughts of running, is this right?
Thinking of you, is this right?
Wishing this wasn't me, is this really how it goes?
I think so...