Tossing and turning to the beat of the clock.
Hours go by, why the fuck am I up?
With you on my mind, I deny that you're there.
My judgement impared by vulnerablity.
The stability I feel when I'm by your side is my drug.
So many songs that need to be sung,
so many words that need to be said.
Fuck it, you won't hear, you don't care.. I'm going to bed.