As much as they hoped...

I like sad songs because people don't pretend to be sad.
Fake smiles never appealed to me.
It's not that I like the darkness, but I like the authenticity.

I'm the prince of the masquerade, I've carried a mask all my life.
Sometimes it's hard to let go, even when I'm alone.
I've grown accustomed to running away from the dark.

No one suspects me of being broken.
They're always so surprised to find me empty.
But it's hard to show them when everyone edge's away,
till I'm alone again.

So, love for me, is the rise and fall of someone
realizing they don't like me as much as they hoped they would.