I'm not really mad at you
I'm the one who got confused

I got this tendency of making a fool of myself
You got to understand, you're beautiful, I couldn't help

I got a lot of creativity, fantasies
But sometimes these things take over me
Killing me (why do they kill me?) inside
Somethings I can't hide

But when I wake up from my daydream
You're standing in front of me
With that smile on you do so well

I shake your hand goodbye
You leave me behind
Then I realize you're just another
Fantasy of mine

You are not the one to blame
If you do not feel the same

I've got this tendency of making a fool of myself
That's why I'm telling you these things I didn't need to tell (oh, no)

I got a lot of creativity, fantasies (fantasies)
But sometimes these things take over me
Killing me (why do they kill me?) inside
Somethings I can't hide

But when I wake up from my daydream
You're standing in front of me
With that smile on you do so well

I shake your hand goodbye
You leave me behind
Then I realize you're just another
Fantasy of mine

I'm not really mad at you
I'm the one who got confused
You are not the one to blame
If you do not feel the same

I got a lot of creativity, fantasies
But sometimes these things take over me
Killing me (why do they kill me?) inside
Somethings I can't hide
When I look you in the eyes
I just can't disguise

But when I wake up from my daydream
You're standing in front of me
With that smile on you do so well

I shake your hand goodbye
You leave me behind
Then I realize you're just another
Fantasy of mine

I realize you're just another fantasy of mine