It's difficult to count past one when you're a zero.

sleep rescues me
dreams set me free
nightmares comfort me
morning breaks me
my body hates me
my mind is killing me
and no one seems to see
no one seems to believe
all that's left of me
is who I am when I'm asleep
a lifeless body who breathes
and lives only when he dreams
sleep, rescue me?
dreams, set me free?
although that he is me
his body still hates me
his mind won't disagree
and still sleep rescues me
even though dreams set me free
nightmares are my reality
as comforting as they can be
nightmares will consume me
until all that's left of he
is a lifeless body that breathes
and lives only in its dreams
sleep, come rescue me
xxx

I don't even mind being lied to anymore, at least someone's talking to me.

Although the only one around anymore is when I'm alone,
'cuz it's so hard to count to one when you're a zero.