My Fantasies Are Killing Me

I wake up next to a saint
So she must be sinning while I sleep
Yeah, it's been coloring my dreams all kinds of unclean

Yeah, love holds me like a cage
Still, all my thoughts are running free
Feels like the more I see the less I know what to believe

My fantasies are killing me
They're showing me the wrong scenes
Yeah, they're telling me to see you as somebody you'll never be
Yeah, my fantasies arе killing me

I come home with somеthing strange
And I know it's all inside my head
But that doesn't stop my heart from breaking 'til it makes sense

My fantasies are killing me (woah)
They're sowing all the wrong seeds
Yeah, they're telling me to see you as somebody you'll never be
Yeah, my fantasies are killing me

You say you're looking for catastrophe
A self-fulfilling prophecy
'Cause I can find the double meaning hidden in every single word you say to me (to me)

My fantasies are killing me
They're handing me the wrong keys
They're telling me to make you into something you're not meant to be

Yeah, my fantasies are killing me
I'm following the wrong leads
Yeah, they're telling me to see you as somebody you'll never be

Yeah, my fantasies are killing me