I woke up it was 7. I waited 'til 11. To figure out that no one would call. I think I got a lot of friends. But I don't hear from them. What's another night all alone.
Another day is going by. I'm thinking about you. All the time. But you're out there. And I'm here waiting. . And I wrote this letter. In my head. 'cause so many things.
I woke up it was 7. I waited 'til 11. To figure out that no one would call. I think I got a lot of friends. But I don't hear from them. What's another night all alone.
I Don't want to make this. Harder then I have to this. Is how it has to be. There's. So many things I want to say but. You just don't listen to me.. .