2 AM
The clock says 2 AM again
I say I’m the loneliest I’ve ever been.
Sitting here on the side of your bed,
you’ve invaded my thoughts
my feelings are pounding in my head.
I’ve got my hand on your heart
the beat feels so strange
I’m counting the pulse,
It palpitates and then change.
How can this be the love I need
When I still need so much more?
You’re slowly killing yourself,
That’s something I can’t stand for.
If I’m the love of your life,
why am I not enough for you?
Why you need these drugs and booze
You keep saying what we have is true.
Just like candy,
you pop those pills.
I’m a strong woman, but I can’t save you–
Only you will if you will.
The most important thing to you,
seems not to be your girl.
It’s those candy pills of yours,
they are the center of your world.
I’m crying when you convulse
but you’re right passed out
while my hand is on your pulse.
You’re so messed up
you have conversations with the wall
and I’m sitting there, beside you
witnessing it all.
I care about you so much,
no wonder my heart’s in pieces
I can’t pray any harder to Jesus.
It’s not me you want,
the drugs will always come first,
and every day you take themI lay beside you fearing the worst.
As far as the world can see,
I’m the happiest I’ve ever been,
but I’m lonely with you,
on the edge of your bed
at 2 AM.
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