2 A.M.

I get in from work at 2 a.m. and sit down with a beer Turn on late night TV and then wonder why I'm here It's meaningless and trivial and it washes over me And once again I wonder is this all there is for me Here I am again Look at me again Here I am Again On my own Trying hard to see What there is for me Here I am again On my own Life seems so pathetic I wish I could leave it all behind This canvas chair, this bed, these walls that fall in on my mind Hold on for something better That just drags you through the dirt Do you just let go or carry on and try to take the hurt Here I am again Look at me again Here I am Again On my own Trying hard to see What there is for me Here I am again On my own (Bayley · Gers · Harris)