Maybe that's just how it goes

all these beliefs, inside my head.
it's all that i've got, and i'd rather be dead.
I hope that I'm wrong, as weird as that sounds,
I just want it to be real, this love that i have found.

Maybe I'm right, though I'd rather be wrong.
I know it gets old, and I sing the same old song.
Maybe I'm not meant to be happy, or not alive at all.
Hopefully someday, I'll take a trip and fall.

I guess I'll never know, if it's real or not.
I think I'm gonna cherish what I've got.
Forget, and be forgotten. It's all the same.
We all end up losing, in this love filled game.