Midnight

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