I've spent too much time looking for love,
Even more trying to make myself someone I'm not,
I'd make believe just because,
Well, some things just arent tangible,
But I never made it,
Everyone fakes these things,
It never seems to work on this side of the room,
And so I keep drifting,
I guess I'm prone to failure,
I'm so used to it,
But you guide me in the right direction,
All I ever needed was to be needed.
