Clock strikes 2 in the morning
Lost love, oh, I cant stop this mourning
Streetlights try to fill the hole where I've lost my soul
Soles of my shoes worn down on the gravel road
Semi feelings are everywhere
Fill the air with missed opportunity
But being alone isn't new to me
Your Actions are so Illusory
Give me a ladder or some rope to climb out this hole
Save a poor girl from herself
When she claims she doesn't need someone else
When her heart's bleeding on the shelf
Right next to some dolls that she stole
She said she thought they'd make her whole again
When she was down & all she needed was a friend
Clock strikes 2 in the morning
Lost love, oh, she cant stop her mourning
Streetlights try to fill the hole where she's lost her soul
Soles of her feet worn down through the rabbit hole
Heavy feelings are everywhere
Fill the air with endless ambiguity
She's used to being alone, staring at the sea
Her Actions are so Illusory