Were up till three Awake until the stars sleep Here we go the same parade Of why cant you be more like me But it always ends the same Maybe in Your eyes were the same Maybe in your eyes I should change But Ill never Be the same Picture perfect me that you see And maybe someday Hell seem So much more like me And even though you run instead Of all those things you Shouldve said It still always ends the same Im perfect (only in your Eyes) Just like you (so empty inside)