It's 1AM I should be all asleep But I wonder what keeps me awake Trynna close the lids but I end up Staring at the ceillings Okay. Let's get up, maybe I lay on my bed too much I sit down on my desk grab the pen and write Diggin' all the feelings in my head and pour it out I cant make good words but yeah, I'm sad Yeah I know even the storm will pass too I know it's all temporary But could you spare your time And, listen to me? Yeah, I still care when I say I don't anymore Fuck what I've said I know I'm smling you can clearly see But does the heart do the same? You can't really see what's inside But you can listen to the heart Well maybe it's a little bit too late I should probably go to bed