I'll cry.

Because everything else is so much more important
than me.

Every night,
there's a new reason
for you to go to sleep.

And maybe I just always wanted
someone that would never want to go
someone that would stay up with me
until the first beam of sunlight broke.

And maybe I'm too needy
and maybe I'm not right

But I always wanted someone to be my light in the night

'Cause I stay up too late
and all those thoughts rush back to me:
of the boys and the girls
the love and the hate
every single god damned heart break

I remember that I'm not worth it
and I'm not good enough

I remember every reason why
I used to cry
myself to sleep every single night

And then I remember that that's the reason why
I just don't sleep anymore
cause sleep is too painful
and when I'm awake
I'll never miss a beat
and my heart won't go back
to barely even beating.

There used to be nights when I'd sit up and plan
how to fuck my life up even worse again
ways to think about how to end the pain
and suffering.

And that's why I hate night
and being alone

and why I always thought that when I had someone to call my own
they would be my knight and
slay the night
and be my everlasting light.

But I was too naive and selfish to have known-
that some people like the night
to be alone.