2am

Tell me a story
And make it last
Tell me your problems
Show me your past

Play me your rhythms
Keep me in time
Existence is pain
So I see why you lie

Starting a daydream
Your alibi
Dissolving your virtues
Preserving your pride

Stuck in the daydream
A gambling high
Who knows if you'd make it
Would you even try

To be brutally honest
We never ask why
You are so messed up
Cause so am I

It's two in the morning
Nearing the end
It's not if we'll get there
It's a matter of when

It's two in the morning
And I've already missed tomorrow
But you've got stuff that I could borrow
So I might as well stay here

I'm stuck in a daydream
My alibi
Dissolving my virtues
Preserving my pride

Stuck in the daydream
A gambling high
Who knows if I'd make it
Would I even try

To be brutally honest
You never asked twice
I am so messed up
You know why

I've already missed tomorrow
But you've got stuff that I could borrow
So I might as well stay here

It's two in the morning
And I've already missed tomorrow
But you've got stuff that I could borrow
So I might as well stay here



Credits
Writer(s): Nathan Horne, Melanie Hemling
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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