10pm

Your not one To show love Except when you have a drink in your hand I'm trying To move on But then I get a text, you miss me again It's 10pm And I'm in bed Tell me is there a way to get you out my head? Oh, you're bored And I'm torn But then I get a call, you want to see me again Contemplating You're still waiting here For me Promised myself I wouldn't be back here Again Maybe you just get no sleep Won't make excuses for you Posting you're out in the streets And yet I still feel for you I think you lack self-esteem But you won't gain that from me But please don't feel embarrassed You'll find someone eventually Contemplating You're still waiting here For me Promised myself I wouldn't be back here Again