Thinking about the mess
I have made and caused
Regrets on what was lost
Not giving into tiredness
Keeping myself up all night
Wondering how to make things right
Wishing I could have done my best
What if I was stronger?
Would things be so much better?
Staring into nothingness
Way past my bedtime
Thinking of ways for you to be mine
Wasting a night without any rest
Going back to my life so messed up
Because the sun has risen again, it's 6 o'clock.