Ignorance is a bliss
Or at least that's what I've heard
Like smoke and air
Like my hopes
My love is dead and ten feet under
I knew I should never trust
I lied to myself pretending to understand
Heartbreak does change a person
And I wish I was the same as before
And I still wonder
Am I ever going to trust?
Is someone ever going to see the real me?
Would someone ever like her?
She's a mess
She hates herself
How can someone even tolerate her?
I can say this without a doubt
I have to be in her until the end of times
Born to die
Born to suffer
Born to love lies
Ignorance is a bliss
Or at least that's what I've heard
Ignorance is a bliss
Or at least that's what I wish
