It's 3am,
or so the clock says
Maybe it's just crazy like me

For a girl's heart
that it wants in
But it's not sure it has the key

Its mind is preoccupied
with other things now
And it can't seem to function quite right

It tries to sleep
as time gets lost
But it simply ticks through the night

So maybe it’s not
as late as it says
And time still needs to be found

Maybe the clock
gave that girl its key
And the clock still needs to be wound

If the clock finds its key
it finds time and love
a function and a purpose

Reunited with her
its heart can tick true,
a shine gleaming from its surface

But sadly, I know
this is all believe
For a clock could have no heart

Which sadly means
the clock is fine
And I'm the one falling apart

Perhaps the clock
can serenade me
And help me rest my eyes

Maybe the clock
can distract my heart
From its desperate beating tries

But in the end I know
the clock’s soft ticks
Can't outweigh thoughts that keep me awake

It's just too much to love
such a precious Jewel
When you'll never have what it takes

What is Love, we always ask
Is it something that we'll find
Known for its complexity
Yet it's simply defined

Love’s an emotion strong with affection
It warms our hearts so well
But that was then; this is now
We've since sent Love to Hell

So what is Love now, we ask ourselves
If it has changed since then
You see, Love is weak and overused
On both enemies and friends

It's something we hide within ourselves
Although it once was sought
Watered down in a half-empty glass
Just a word we've all been taught

Love is short, four letters long
So it favors the shallow end
For Love, it's dangerous to get too deep
So we just love any 'friend'

On a good day, Love might pass
For being close to “I like you a lot"
Simply a promise that is rarely kept
Just a word we've all been taught

Love's for the person we see now and then
For the one who can mirror a fake smile
Repeated back when said to us
To make a conversation worthwhile

Love helps to take the pain away
As we lie awake and rot
Used as filler every night
Just a word we've all been taught

Love's not saved for the one
No more special for me than you
Thrown around like it’s worth a dime
Then a penny when you say it too

Love's not a bond between a pair
Nor falling and being caught
Not crying as we say goodbyes
Just a word we've all been taught

Love's where pain has built its nest
Where drama has found its niche
Telling a friend that they're our best
As we whisper like a snitch

Love's behind our backs and over our heads
The reason that many have fought
Not to be blamed for our foolish ways
Just a word we've all been taught

The beauty of it though, you see
Is that Love is a stone wall
And while we've trashed it all we could
True Love will conquer all

And there, within, lies the trick
Of what we have to do
Love isn’t something that ‘we’ teach
Love begins with You…