Take my hand, I'll bring you to Neverland.
Be it you're a lover, or even if you're a hater,
Make up your mind, I'm left with not much time.
I'm not perfect, I don't even know if I'm fiction or fact.
When you speak those hateful words, have you thought of how life works?
I won't be mad, I won't feel bad.
What pain will you feel, after all that I've gone through.
Did I ever mean something? Did I ever mean something, to you...
Have I ever been real to you?