insomnia, my old friend,
we meet again...
how lucky I must be
for you to come back and visit me
on this long and lonely night...

I guess we're meant to be,
since it seems you'll never leave...
and as much as I disagree,
you're my new reality...

I guess I'll never sleep
or dream as peacefully,
as I did before you met me,
as I did before you cursed me...

oh, insomnia
my dear old friend,
here we go again...
how lucky I must be
that you chose me
to be your company
on this long and lonely night...