Roadblock

She ain't real 
  She acts likes a stranger 
  When she walks by 

  Thinking she plays her own game 
  She makes me smile 

  Whenever she's around 
  Lemons seem sweet to you 
  But in the end you're just a fool in her mixed-up stew 

  That roadblock between your ears 
  Disconnects common and sense 
  You are not a part of her jet black heart 
  I'm no longer there for you 

  Wake up 
  YOou're acting like a stranger 
  When you walk by 

  Think you 
  Control your own game 
  You make me sigh 

  Lemons seem so sweet when I look at you 
  But in my band there is no place for another fool 

  You can't decide who to choose 
  So bright orange is turning blue 
  Was the grass greener on the other side