For that one safe haven week
you wanted me there.
I would talk and you would laugh
I was real, not a spare.

For that one safe haven week
it was an "us".
I was part of the group
if there was you, me was a must.

What a sweet game.
Now, I've come back to the life.
and you've come back to them
and I've been hit with a knife
I can't breathe, I feel betrayed
I can't believe I thought it would stay

For that one safe haven week
there was no him.
But now we're back to reality
and I'm stuck out on the rim.

For that one safe haven week
I finally fit in
I'd finally found the place where I belonged
And I'd finally found a friend.

What a pretty illusion.
Now, I've come back to the world
And you've come back to him,
and I'm stuck out in the cold
I can't smile, I feel dead alive
and I can only die even more inside.