پـ‌ـــدࢪ مـ‌ـــاهـ

Lives for the memory
A woman who's just in his head (just in his head)
And she sleeps in his bed (his bed)
While he plays pretend (pretend)
So pretend (pretend)

Always your heart will be aching for me, and your mind will give you the doubtful consolation that you did, a brave thing.

You will find moon and nights strangely empty, because, when you call my name through them, there will be no answer.