You woke up beside me A pain in your head Cup full of coffee and a maple red Right back to your old routine again Pull the match from the pocket of your washed out jeans Pose like an actor from the movie screens I guess you're going to see your friends You are living in a fantasy Perfect little world of make-believe One day i hope you'll be a man You are running late, well that's what you said Called yourself a taxi as I laid in your bedroom One day you'll understand I dont even need your reasons anymore you're scared of me, your eyes betray your words Yne hand on the door and now i'm gone Cause you are living in a fantasy Perfect little world of make-believe I hope someday you'll be a man Cause you are living in a fantasy Perfect little world of make-believe I hope you'll be a man