When I look in the mirror   I wonder where my smile has gone   But when I look back at today   I ask did it ever belong   All I do to myself each night is offer my abuse   Inside I am breaking   What is the use?      I don’t know where I’m going   And I don’t know what to say   I know there’s no point in showing   ‘cos it’s better off this way      So I’ll keep parading   Pretending that I’m fine   But what’s the point in existing   When I don’t get two seconds of your time?   The memory is fading   And I look for my smile   But it’s way down inside me   And it will be lost for a while      I don’t know where I’m going   And I don’t know what to say   I know there’s no point in showing   ‘cos it’s better off this way      History is fading   Light it up   Masquerading   All of this sucks   (I’ve been down here waiting   For a little piece of luck   But I know I won’t get it   Until my time is up) x2      Why is it that I can’t say the things I want to, to your face?   All I do is sit alone and get annoyed in this dark place   I can’t say that when you’re here I’ve ever been a happy man   So why is it, that when I sleep, your face is all I comprehend?   Fading, I give up   Fading, I give up.