when the wind blows so hard
that the trees fall down and knock the power out
i sit in my dark, dark room
alone with my thoughts
i wait for the purple lights to turn back on
so i can see the facts again
to you, i'm just a friend
but to me, you're so much more
what the hell do i say to you?
i'm lost in my head again
you might as well be a figment of my imagination
i'm drinking my pain away
something to take the edge off of me
i know that i'm a mess
but i try my best
you're wearing my name out
it always slips out your mouth
i used to think you were the best
to you, i'm just a friend
but to me, you're so much more
what the hell do i say to you?
i'm lost in my head again
you might as well be a figment of my imagination
if being friends requires me to be this hurt
maybe next time i'll read the fine print more carefully
i'm dreaming of a sunny California day
one that doesn't include you
and we fall in love with the wrong people sometimes
that's just the moral of the story
to you, i'm just a friend
but to me, you're so much more
what the hell do i say to you?
i'm lost in my head again
you might as well be a figment of my imagination
