Secret Tragic Fiction

I've got one simple statement to make
(I am never going back 'cause I am finally awake)
I've reached my limit now it's all I can take

I've been living in a bubble whilst the trouble amounts
(Wasted seconds, wasted minutes, tasted empty and dry)
I was looking in a mirror thinking, "I don't know who you are"
Could it be this is all I am?

Every single day I wasted, I am never getting back
But there is not a single thing that I can do about it
Every little drink that didn't satisfy me I can't unsink
But now I think it's time to move on and prove myself wrong

I was living in a secret tragic fiction
I was never a best a seller, just a shelf dweller
I had to kill the author of my addictions
I'm rewriting every word, I am the story teller

I cannot blame her, I can only blame myself for her choice
(She was crying to me, why did I not hear her sweet voice?)
If I find a glimmer of hope I know that I will rejoice
Could it be this is all I am?

Every single day I wasted, I am never getting back
But there is not a single thing that I can do about it
Every little drink that didn't satisfy me I can't unsink
But now I think it's time to move on and prove myself wrong

I was living in a secret tragic fiction
I was never a best a seller, just a shelf dweller
I had to kill the author of my addictions
I'm rewriting every word, I am the story teller

Won't you turn my pages?
(I've got so much more to tell now that I've been through this hell)
I wish to open all the cages

I was living in a secret tragic fiction
I was never a best a seller, just a shelf dweller
I had to kill the author of my addictions
I'm rewriting every word, I am the story teller

Won't you turn my pages?
(I've got so much more to tell now that I've been through this hell)
I wish to open all the cages