At Least the Pain Is Real - Neva Dinova

I don’t know what to do

And I can’t talk to you

I don’t know what you mean

When you say the pain you feel isn’t real

Am I freed?

Am I trying to break your will?

It’s the challenge of the century

Well I know you were meant for me

I let you go, but no one’s supposed to know

They found I moved right in

And I don’t approve of them

I don’t know what to do

And I cannot talk to you

And I don’t know what you mean

When you say the pain you feel isn’t real

Am I freed?

Am I trying to break your will?

It’s the challenge of the century

Well I know

And the night breaks into a thousand different pieces

And they all look like you in the eyes

That’s enough, twist the knife

And let me die