Another night spent mourning the loss of ambition
I can't think straight this isn't me
You know that it isn't
A waste of time and a lack of a vision
I can't make sense of this constant indecision
I'm sorry I can't be what you want this time
So I'll wait out the tension
I'll cut ties
Break habits
And make sure
You notice
Even when I'm not around
You'll still sing this song
Like you want to be found
I'm sorry I can't be what you want this time
So I'll wait out the tension
I'm hopeless and vacant
I lose sleep when it's my name you mention
I'll cut ties, break habits
Before I cave in for a fucking tradition
Another Night
Another Night
Another Night
Another Night
Another Night
Another Night
Another Night
Spent sleeping without you