It was foolish of me
To think that what I had was unique
I had riches in store
But nothing that I had was antique
I had a dream, that you were sitting with me
Simple and sweet, but life felt always complete
I admit it
Nothing had me reeling more than you
In my room, sitting on the floor
Talking to the door
Like I'm mad as a hatter
Batter up, like I'm basin' ball
Chasing what isn't actual
(Is this a different world
Is this my imagination?)
Yeah
The bitter battle I've been battling for years got me addled
Bout dried me of my tears
Blood flowing from my ears
That's a reference
To a scene that hasn't played out
Like I haven't laid it out
To a sea of grave doubt
(Is this a different world
Is this my imagination?)
(Is this a different world
Is this my imagination?)
Now, the world
Comes to an end
All we knew
Has gone to its bed
But don't fret
Cause I'll be there with you