I know it's not what you deserve,
but sometimes, late at night..
I'm thinking of you.
i Know it's not what i'm supposed to do,
but sometimes, Late at night,
i cry 'bout you.
because of this, don't think i still care, 'cause that's not true..
I'm not thinking bout you in a positive way,
'cause you made me feel bad too often,
you made me feel small too often,
you made me cry too often...
thats' what i think 'bout when i'm in bed late at night..
that's what keeps me awake,
the awful memories I have 'bout you..
because you couldn't go on,
because you wouldn't go on....
because you didn't accept...
..... because of you...