I wish I could actually sleep through the night;
But drinks can't even help me win this comatose fight,
I wish I could sleep a full 8 hours right,
But I barely get 3 without someone here by my side.
I can't even admit what's really wrong with my life,
Can't admit how much I'd rather be somebody's wife.

Staring at an empty white ceiling,
I beg and plead to my demons to stop this feeling,
I can't help what I keep dreaming;
Another's face is all I keep seeing,
But I really should just stop this grieving.

And again I'm looking forward to this day's end,
Always finishing off with the company of a friend,
Pretending conversation is all I need for this heart to mend,
And no longer will I have to pretend,
That I'm strong enough alone to stand for myself and defend.

The nights feel colder than they did months ago,
The sun feels dimmer like someone turned the brightness to low.
I feel so off balance walking these streets solitary,
And this heavy heart is becoming too heavy to carry,
I'd like to rip it out of my chest,
Give this emotional brain of mine a rest,
Maybe someday I can wake again looking my best,
I'm only looking for love strong and true,
For this I always will attest.