I can't say when it happened But it grown on me A decision had to be made The tipping point was reached But it felt like superficial suicide Committed in agony A lot was lost What could be gained? No one could say It always comes back in end The truth has a tendency to bend Our feelings always seem to overrate themselves A parallel universe created just us I just know you don't get it It is written all over your face A drama set on stage I realized we were drenched And It felt like a supernatural ego High on fumes of rage Deceit and failure Hand in hand Oh how we tried It always comes back in end The truth has a tendency to bend Our feelings always seem to overrate themselves A parallel universe created just for us Simple dealings always seem to mesmerize the world No more diamonds to be found in this cold, cold world You are so ambiguous to me my friend You are so hard to read you You are so ambiguous to me you friend You are so hard to read you Hard to read you Our feelings always seem to overrate themselves A parallel universe created just for us Created for us... Simple dealings always seem to mesmerize the world No more diamonds to be found in this cold, cold world