It's 3 in the morning. and I stayed up all night. Drowning in my words. Writing about you. . Time seems to standstill. Since the day you left me. A revolving door.
Looking back now, I see how far I've gone. It's been a while now. For only one song. Past intentions I never meant to deal with now. Well just by looking around.
Well I feel there's something wrong with my life. But that's the way it should be. I really hate it when I lie to you. But what does truth mean to me.