Three AM again
suicidal and you've runaway like in your dream
will you be alone till the end
don't worry i know theres a mean
little girl wont you come home soon
situation's taken over
come over here, theres always room
'cos i know you only want to feel together
stop the bleeding from your eyes
chaise the innocence of the lies
and i never hear even secret cries
please don't tell me this is your last good-bye
actions speaking louder all over again
depression and you've made yourself sick like in your dream
i hope your not alone till the end
if only it wasn't what it seems
