In the end, it's all in our head

we make these things up.

We make up what we call success

we make up what we call failure.

We make up what we call LOVE

and we imagine in our head

those who we feel love us.

It's all in our head.

You're the only thinking about it

they're not.

Only you took it to heart,

they didn't.

You're still lonely.

Lovely but without a lover.

It was all in your head.