i didn t feel alive she said i keep falling through the floor when do i get to see the world i ve been fighting all these battles for just because i can t sing doesn t mean that i can t feel all my demons all my everything aren t any less real she said let s play pretend and live our lives we can be who we wanna be i ll be a singer and you ll be a writer we ll finally be free if we re lucky we ll live together forever and you ll never have to be alone in this world full of bullshit and terror without me but playing pretend isn t always happy we care we pretend we don t if i was a singer i d sing to the world about what hurts me the most if you were a writer you could write me a story and leave out all my regrets a life full of passion a life full of glory it would never have to end she said1