Too late to sleep, too early to eat
How could I word this, or should I repeat
Few glancing chances, not one taken right
Just stumbling backwards, my eyes would reply
If I could be alone, you could wait for me
How many times I know, too many times it seems
On the surface it's unknown
It's a curse it's a way to grow
But it's all just for show
A faceless house, a faceless hand
A taste of delusion, A shattered command
Too proud to think, too nervous to blink
Waiting up for people
But no one distinct
If I could be alone, you could wait for me
How many times I know, too many times it seems
On the surface it's unknown
It's a curse it's a way to grow
But it's all just for show
If I could reach to you, you would see through me
I'm tapping out of view, I'm hanging out of reach
Driving for no reason, colder in the evening
Better change your style
Clutching at the feeling, staring at the ceiling
Better sleep awhile