Truth

Watching you sleep,
 the dark makes me accept the truth
 so clear tonight:
 I've lost the fight.
 I've lost this fight.
 A lone tear comes,
 yes just the one,
 but in this drop I clearly see
 what will not be.
 Routine keeps me busy trying.
 Something makes me keep on lying
 just enough to get me through.
 I know I won't get through to you,
 but I can't help it.
 I can't help you.
 What else could I do?
 Like bad TV,
 this predictable scene on TNT
 suddenly stars me.
 Somehow it's real.
 It's all too real.
 A lone tear comes,
 yes just the one,
 but in this drop there's only truth.
 I've seen the proof.
 Futile motions keep me trying.
 Twisted logic keeps me lying
 just enough to get me through.
 I know I won't get through to you.
 But I can't help it.
 I can't help you.
 What else could I do?
 How did this happen?
 God knows I love you like I should.
 How did this happen?
 I tried everything I could.
 I stood and fought.
 Somehow, we lost. And now the cost.
 Oh God the cost.
 Why must we pay?
 Why must you pay?
 A lone tear comes,
 yes just the one
 but in this drop,
 the truth is shown.
 Your chance is gone.
 How did this happen?
 God knows I love you like I should.
 How did this happen?
 I tried everything I could.