Why cant it, be perfect?
This love's not even real.
Why don't I cry for you?
Love was dead,
from the start.
I don't want you,
I don't need you,
I'll forget you.
What does it matter?
I'll play along,
writing our song,
We are perfect,

I love you.

No…
this is all wrong.
Why aren't you gone? I know your not that strong…