Idea of Me
You like the idea of me
And not the real me
I see it through memories
And all of your loyalties
There's another part of me
Lost inside of me
You buried deep down
I'll come around
What was I fighting for
I wish I walked out that door
You live rent free in my head
While I don't in yours
Why did I fall in love
We didn't fit like a glove
All those nights spent at sly
Thinking of why did I
Do that to myself
I know nothing
You like the idea of me
And not the real me
I see it through memories
And all of your loyalties
There's another part of me
Lost inside of me
You buried deep down
I'll come around
I admit we had a ball
And at the end of it all
You had me in the palm of your hand
Because you liked my band
I'm left with the memories
Of those tragedies
All those nights spent at sly
Thinking of why did I
Do that to myself
I know nothing
You like the idea of me
And not the real me
I see it through memories
And all of your loyalties
There's another part of me
Lost inside of me
You buried deep down
I'll come around
I feel so sorry for how it is
I feel so alone, alone
I feel the pain you put me through
I feel so alone, alone
You like the idea of me
And not the real me
I see it through memories
And all of your loyalties
There's another part of me
Lost inside of me
You buried deep down
I'll come around
And not the real me
I see it through memories
And all of your loyalties
There's another part of me
Lost inside of me
You buried deep down
I'll come around
What was I fighting for
I wish I walked out that door
You live rent free in my head
While I don't in yours
Why did I fall in love
We didn't fit like a glove
All those nights spent at sly
Thinking of why did I
Do that to myself
I know nothing
You like the idea of me
And not the real me
I see it through memories
And all of your loyalties
There's another part of me
Lost inside of me
You buried deep down
I'll come around
I admit we had a ball
And at the end of it all
You had me in the palm of your hand
Because you liked my band
I'm left with the memories
Of those tragedies
All those nights spent at sly
Thinking of why did I
Do that to myself
I know nothing
You like the idea of me
And not the real me
I see it through memories
And all of your loyalties
There's another part of me
Lost inside of me
You buried deep down
I'll come around
I feel so sorry for how it is
I feel so alone, alone
I feel the pain you put me through
I feel so alone, alone
You like the idea of me
And not the real me
I see it through memories
And all of your loyalties
There's another part of me
Lost inside of me
You buried deep down
I'll come around
Credits
Writer(s): Greyson Daly
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