Middle of the Night

I wake up to the sound of a pounding alarm

Going off beside my bed

My eyes start to jar and my head is just about dead

I wait in line to get shit from a guy

Who is way beyond his youth

Shouldn't look him in the eye

To keep me inspired by the truth

I've been waiting on the time to cross my mind

And help me find a better day

Grab a bottle of wine, and head back to mine

You better know what to say

Oh you don't have to be call me

In the middle of the night

You only say your sorry

When you know you're right

I've been out in the cold

And I'm soaked to the bone

Because you called me in the middle of the night

You cursed under your breath

When you came to confess

but you call me in the middle of the night

I've been waiting on the time to cross my mind

And help me find a better day I'm wasting away

I seem to despise the hours in the day

So I'll sit on strike 'til the noon

For my heart to attack

Matter of fact that it's doom

The days feel like weeks in a cold dark cell

and I'm lost without my phone

I'd care nothing less just to give it a miss can't you tell

 But I've been waiting on the time to cross my mind

And help me find a better day

Grab a bottle of wine, and we'll head back to mine

You better know what to say

Oh you don't have to be call me

In the middle of the night

You only say your sorry

When you know you're right

I've been out in the cold

And I'm soaked to the bone

Because you called me in the middle of the night

You cursed under your breath

When you came to confess

but you call me in the middle of the night

I've been waiting on the time to cross my mind

And help me find a better day I'm wasting away

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