All day long exhaustion plagues my body
I dream of my bed during the morning hours-when the sun kisses my eyelids
But when nighttime finally rolls around, the only thing that falls are tears from my eyes
I’ll never get used to sleeping alone
I’m trying to get used to being alone
And all I want to do is pick up the phone
Tell you I miss you and I’m sorry
For what? Yeah I don’t know
It wasn’t my fault that this ended, it was yours
Yet I’m willing to put the past in the past and come on baby, let’s try to make this last
I just want a warm body next to me