Middle of the Night

How can I be mean, when I'm dying of empathy
You know it's my turn for good fortune, we know I deserve it

How can I be selfish when I feel like I don't exist
You know it's my turn for a miracle
We know I've earned it

I might call you in the morning or the middle of the night
We never get much sleep cos I'm always starting fights
But I think I'm getting better, cos I talked about my problems
I've got all the answers now, I know just how to solve it

I'll call you in the morning, or the middle of the night
I might say I'm sorry, I might mean it this time

We're so naive, that we actually still believe in people
And that's just fine with me

How dare you speak clear
And not tell me what I wanna hear
Now I'm speechless, and that's not like me

I might call you in the morning or the middle of the night
We never get much sleep cos I'm always starting fights
But I think I'm getting better, cos I talked about my problems
I've got all the answers now, I know just how to solve it

I'll call you in the morning, or the middle of the night
I might say I'm sorry, I might mean it this time

I say what's on my mind, it don't mean much most of the time
To hurt you, and that's not kind

I might call you in the morning or the middle of the night
We never get much sleep cos I'm always starting fights
But I think I'm getting better, cos I talked about my problems
I've got all the answers now, I know just how to solve it

I'll call you in the morning, or the middle of the night
I might say I'm sorry, I might mean it this time



Credits
Writer(s): Amy Billings, Blake Malone
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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