Real Life-Story Of The Year

Real Life Say the words say the words I don’t wanna hear Look away look away Bad things in the mirror Twist the knife twist the knife in my back again Make you cry make you cry then you’re back again All that we are in a box on a shelf that we can’t climb To the top so high We can’t come down I don’t know where we go from here When I’m with you I see so clear You and I are suicide But that’s just real life We didn’t fall this far to break Maybe there’s beauty in the pain You and I are suicide But that’s just real life You said “this hurts too much I don’t wanna stay” Find a nice rich man give you everything But nobody else makes you feel this way Like a drug like a drug that you love to take All that we are in a box on a shelf that we can’t climb To the top so high We can’t come down I don’t know where we go from here When I’m with you I see so clear You and I are suicide But that’s just real life We didn’t fall this far to break Maybe there’s beauty in the pain You and I are suicide But that’s just real life And I would die If you weren’t mine I would die