Its three o'clock in the morning, And all of the sudden, emotions escape without warning, Now I sit, hear me cry, Just sitting here, wondering why the **** I got the hand I was dealt, And I swear I have never felt, So ******* alone. And its killing me, because its three o'clock in the morning, And all these emotions, are just driving me ******* crazy.
The flow of this is sorta,.. ****** up. but whatever.