It's that 2am feeling, when you're lying in your bed
And you're all alone with no one to save you
And all those thoughts up in your head.
And you know that it's your fault, and you know that he's gone
And you know that you can't have him back
But you also know you were wrong.
It's not that he's perfect, but he's the perfect one for you
He hurt you, so you left him
But what else were you supposed to do?
But you still cry for him at night, despite his very own laughter
It's another typical tragic love story
Without a happily ever after.
You tell yourself it's better off, the decision you made was right
But then again, you're still hurting inside
And you miss him so much tonight.
So you write him a love letter, with tear stains on the page
Explaining everything you feel
And how you just want to be saved.
It tells of how you've missed him, and how much you love him still
Then says that you wish he'd take you back
But you know he never will.
You sign it with "I love you" and just wish he'd understand
But you know that he doesn't love you anymore
And the letter's in the garbage can.
Because it's just that 2am feeling, that lonely hour of sorrow
Besides, you just stay hopeful...
Maybe you won't love him tomorrow.
