lost an illusion

When after all this time,Is you still around,You’re still the god falling nothing I have found,So take your glass again,And get out,While you can,Where’d you go?

And would you even turn to say,I don’t love you,Like I did yesterday,Sometimes I cry so hard for pleading,

So sick and tired all the mean less meaning,But baby when they knock you down and out,It’s where you’ll wanna stay,