LYRIC

It's four o'clock, and I'm still staring at my phone,
Because you're asleep and I'm as lonely as I'll ever be.
As time goes by, those worries start to fill me,
But it's what I don't know that always kills me.
I know I shouldn't blame this on myself,
But I feel like the accomplice to the crime.
How can I just sit here and let you fade away,
When I know that I'm running out of time?

And I'm so sick of how it eats me.
And the look in your eyes just defeats me.
There's no use in counting sheep.
When you're losing blood, and I'm losing sleep.

When I wake up, I'm sure you'll be saying your good mornings, and be happy
As you've ever been.
But as for now I'm dreading every second,
Wondering if I'll ever see your face again.

And I'm so sick of how it eats me.
And the look in your eyes just defeats me.
There's no use in counting sheep,
When you're losing blood, and I'm losing sleep.

And yeah I wish we could bury the
Past six months in these dried up lakes of sand.
And every morning I wake up and realize,
There's blood on my hands!
There's blood on my hands!

And I'm so sick of how it eats me.
And the look in your eyes just defeats me.
There's no use in counting sheep!
When you're losing blood, and I'm losing sleep.

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