4 am
It's been two weeks since you left me
To suffer on my own
We will never be anything more than friends
I feel it in my bones
It's been a while since I've done this much crying
These are the thoughts I think about
When it's four am and your sleeping but I'm dying
I only keep you close
So I can make believe
That you still care
And you still have feelings for me
You don't know what it's like to love someone who doesn't feel like trying
These are the thoughts I think about when it's 4am and you're sleeping but I'm dying
I wanted to be over you
And be alone again.
Surrounded by the clouds
In my world of play pretend
This way i keep my sanity
But instead I'm really lying
I'm looking for a reason to live
A reason for surviving
These are the things I tell myself when it's 4 am and you're sleeping but I'm dying
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