Lying awake
In the middle of the night
Tears have long dried
But my proof of them is here
And—
Some days I—
Just wish to—
Be with my pillow and tears
'Cause all I do on those nights
Is cry
Is cry
Is cry..
Why has my life
Gone so wrong?
They always explain
But I can never understand..
So—
Some days I—
Just wish to—
Be with my pillow and tears
'Cause all I do on those nights
Is cry
Is cry
Is cry..
