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.