True Fan

This poem is about my former obsession with the band Fall Out Boy.

Searching for something to believe in
Looking for the truth in a heartthrob's eyes
Love is a illusion I was never crazy enough to have
Trying to copy the greatest and ending up the weakest

I think I'll drown in my thoughts
Where's my rescuer? Where's the giant cricket?

I can cut my wrist and hide my pain
but its not going to get me that four letter lie
lie to me
lie to me
I will believe you
if you just lie to me
Tell me you love me