As i sit and wait
for the clock to struck 12
when finally i am free
where i can go
where nothing else matters
that i can love someone
thats knows i am true
that i can look forward
to the future
instead of looking back
at the mistakes that I've made
where I could run away from myself
just for a day
just leave my mind behind
just leave you behind
but nothing goes my way
nothing comes so easy
nothing seems to matter
not to me
not anymore
not after you
Why do i hold on?
why do i wish
for something that is so wrong
for something that is not true
for something that is not pure
why do i hate when
i see them both together
why am i so jealous
of something that is never mine
was never mine
and never will be
So tonight, i sit and wait
for the clock to struck 12
when i am finally free
when i am finally strong
strong enough to know
this will never be true
and then i will know
that love is not pure
and that no amount of love
will save you from death
