Fatal Optimist
Alesana Lyrics

I miss counting the stars
I miss those moments when we would look up at the sky and count stars together.

And I miss the way you kiss me
I miss how our lips would touch, our passion kept us connected.

I miss the way you touch me
I miss the way you would hold me, your touch sending shivers down my spine.

I miss calling you mine
I miss having you all to myself, saying that you belong to me.

Baby you know who I am
You know me, complete with all my faults and all my strengths.

And there's nobody I'd rather dance with in the moonlight
I only want you, to dance with me under the moonlight, to hold each other tight.

I just want to go back
I want to go back to the days when everything was perfect, to live those memories once again.

I fear the emptiness will swallow me whole
I am afraid that my emptiness, my lack of purpose will consume me completely, leaving me with nothing.

This is my confession
I must confess that I am lost, without a sense of direction or purpose.

I am no hero and I'm not a saint
I am nothing special, not in any way better than anyone else.

I can't save the world
I don't have the power to save the world, to change it for the better on my own.

And I never asked for this
I never asked for the burden of being something I'm not, of being a hero or a savior.

In your eyes I see the questions I don't have the answers for
When I look into your eyes, I see the doubts you have about me, questions that I have no answers for.

Arise suspicious minds
Your doubts give rise to your suspicion, making you wary of me, afraid that I'm not quite what I seem to be.

You told yourself I was pure, certain that I would save you
You believed in my purity, certain that I would be the one to save you, to make everything right.

But if it crosses your mind that I was saving myself
If it ever occurs to you that I was only looking out for myself, that I was the one in need of saving, not you.

Remind yourself that I'm dangerous
You must remember that I'm not to be trusted, that I am dangerous when pushed to the edge.

Maybe I'm not as honest as it seems, a siren dressed in silk
Perhaps I'm not as truthful as I appear to be, my sweet exterior hiding a darker purpose.

Maybe I'm just selling a lie, a villain in disguise
Maybe I'm just deceiving you completely, pretending to be a hero, while I'm the true villain of this story.

I don't know if I'm praying, I don't know if I'm begging
I don't know what I'm doing, whether I'm praying for salvation or begging for forgiveness.

But I have to believe that someone, something out there can hear me
But I still have hope that maybe, just maybe, someone or something out there is listening to me, hoping to guide me.

I have to know that there is a chance
I need to believe that there is still a possibility, a chance that I can find my way back to who I once was.

I have to believe that I might escape this hell
I have to have faith that I can get away from this hellish situation, escape the despair that is consuming me.

I fear I've lost myself and I don't know the way back
I'm scared that I've completely lost myself, that I don't know where to turn or what to do next.

The way back to what I once was
The path that will lead me back to the person I used to be, the one that I remember fondly.

Am I Fatima? Am I Rusalka? Or am I just me? Sweet, innocent Annabel
Am I one of these mythical figures, or am I simply who I am, the innocent Annabel who is fighting to find her way back?

Star crossed lovers in strife embracing on a battlefield
Two lovers, fighting against each other in the midst of battle, unsure of who they're fighting for.

Giving in to the fight, changing at the speed of light
In the heat of battle, both lovers are changing, becoming different people as they fight each other.

Time to move on to another night
It's time to move forward, to leave the past behind and begin again, under the cover of night.

Time to move on to another fight
They must keep fighting, keep moving forward, even when the odds are stacked against them.