Let go

What part of us was truly real?
Or were we just living a lie?
With false pretense did we seal
our fate or would we just deny?
Was everything about us fake?
Who is to tell what is right,
What it is that we can't take
Was it ever worth the fight?
The sun sets even in paradise,
So tonight we'll say our last goodbye
Who's to say that the sun will never rise
But this broken heart shall no longer cry.
No longer cry for who we were
For maybe none of it was ever real.