Dependent On Attention

I knew you would look
I knew you would jump in
I knew you would attack
Dance and pretend

Forget and defend
And you would say
A better way
To hide your bitter sides

And you sing along
You all sing along
Fuck your bitter ways
I've seen better days

From tragety to imaginary
How many times have we reconciled?
How many times have we exiled?
(It's this) vicious cycle

Let's start again
Expectations of what we'll never have
Your feelings changing everything we had
(But yet it's more of a typical cycle now, isn't it?)

Like we got to the middle of the best book ever written
And decided to burn every word that made us frown
Save only the happy sounds and let the others drown
Because its so much better to be complacent

It's so much easier to be deciving, to be believing
So lets us relive this again
Rebirthed into another sad song