I can only guess who you're with tonight All I know is that it isn't me So many worlds away tonight It isn't me I feel the anger, it's writhing here inside me I don't know why it happens, I only know that it's there These things I can't control always seem to make me so unhappy This force falls right between us, and I'm just left behind I'm headed on my way, until it hits me No one to blame but third person paranoia There must be some way to be the victor Until that time comes, my struggle still remains Imagination, my motivating process These dreams arouse my heart until my defenses decease My hopeful nature dies with the slightest morbid fluctuation Prevailing tragedy, and I'm still left behind Struggle remains There must be some way to be the victor I just have to keep on trying I will have you someday I will have you someday