Midnight, Staring at the ceiling
Cant sleep tonight, with all the things Im feeling
And the shadows on these walls
Are playing tricks on my eyes

Two oh three, Im still laying in bed
I cant get you off my head, are you thinking of me?
And if I ever fall asleep Ill be dreaming of you
And thats exactly what I know I shouldnt do

Why cant I see that you are bad for ever part of me?
Why do I ignore these warning signs
I know Ive played this game before

Half past four, Im restless
I cant think anymore, this night seems endless
Will the sun ever shine, to save me from myself?

And Ive found done at all, except search these walls
For answers I cannot find
Is it just my state of mind?
Or is this truly unfeasible?

Daylight crawls up the floor,
and Im as desperate for answers as the night before
Youve yet to prove, youre worth what Im going through
Or anything or nothing at all

My self destruction becomes a matter of preference
My lack of instruction leaves me void of all reference
I cant let it end like this
But you are so hard for me to resist

Why cant I see that you are bad for ever part of me?
So why am I content, this night is torment
And your masquerades make me weary of you