Fantasy

This is better as a fantasy

It'd only get ruined by reality

Wide-eyed, but turns out I prefer not to see

And I don't mind being a sheep

As long as you count me while you dream

Keep it there as the thing that never was

'Cus everything is sacred 'til it's proven wrong

It's not too late, we're not yet fucked

But it looks great on paper

There is still somewhere left to run

So I say I'll see you later

Then just never show up

We had an unspoken agreement

To never, ever speak of this

It is so loyal I don't even know if you

Ever thought about it the way I do

We are better as a fantasy

We'd only get ruined by reality

Oh no, you don't believe me?

Have you seen this country?

It's not too late

We're not yet fucked

But it looks great on paper

There is still somewhere left to run

So I say I'll see you later

Then just never show up