I lay awake, on my bed.
The song of pity, running through my mind.
The words you spoke made my eyes go wide.

I'm crying here alone, while you're kissing her.
Under the midnight moon, you stand outside my window, holding onto her.
Your eyes meet mine, and I feel the jealousy flow through my heart.

And I ask myself, why do I just hide away, living in this misery?
All the tears that you've caused drown me in my room.
I need to breathe and feel the air.
Come on now, just take that stand.

Now I lay asleep, on my bed.
The dream of victory, running through my mind.
The words you spoke, I have now forgotten.

Your ice-cold heart cannot torture me any longer; I've erased your image from my mind.
How can you be so cruel to me, I've caused you no harm?
The memories of you and I are fading away, as your pictures burn.

I've been given wings and used them to soar away from you.
I'm lying asleep, on my bed.
The dream of victory, running through my mind.
The words you spoke, I cannot remember.