dead at night, 2:30 AM, a thousand apologies for you
the reason for this fake insomnia? i haven't got a clue
or maybe i do. the same few memories replay only here
a no there, a yes i don't even know where. it all came down to what i feared
my own two knees, even though one is scarred, will come down
only to you, a thousand apologies, the only person in town
then i'll blurt out all i did wrong and for that little moment i won't seem as strong
i would go on and on for who knows how long
until you stop me and respond all hope is gone
i believe i'll stop with tears in my eyes, at least now i know I've tried
but who am i kidding, i'll never get a chance to say
a thousand apologies, no matter how badly i want to repay
so it's back to 2:30 AM, along with my dreams
for a thousand apologies, so it may seem