(I've tried to understand what he say. I've did my best!)

The night’s getting old
Than your eyes aren’t aware
You can’t see clearly
And your nerves are thinning
I hadn’t fit meal
And I’ll kill on the table
We don’t seen able
To hold and hang

Chorus:
Love sometimes
Takes the form of frustration
It’s a sad combination
Of emptiness and down
But a only human connection
Is expressed for the shown
Will I think I gonna have to just sit this one out?

There was a time
That we could sit and talk about things together
No, we didn’t shut about things, at all
But let the love we play
To say what we have to say
But there are nothing to do now
And I don’t have a clue (…) at all

Chorus:
Love sometimes
Takes the form of frustration
It’s a sad combination
Of emptiness and down
But a only human connection
Is expressed for the shown
Will I think I gonna have to sit this one out?

Well, I know you understand what we’ve talked about

Chorus:
Love sometimes
Takes on a form of frustration
A sad combination
Of emptiness and down
But a only human connection
Is expressed for the shown, hey!
Cut down and run
I think I gonna have to sit down and sit this one out?
Let me say it again:
I think I gonna have to just sit this one out

Can I borrow it all at all?
I don’t even have a clue
Sometimes what I feel like I’m going to fall
Sometime I just hold on, don’t let, don’t
Don’t give up of everything that you work for, so hold on
Don’t destroy your self in a second
With anger
Hold on. A chain will go

I just wanna say:
I think I gonna have to sit and work this one out