| Here I am, 12 AM, sunk in deep to my bed
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| Kept alive by the light of the moon
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| Close my eyes, but my mind got its own plan tonight
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| And it keeps rubbing salt in the wound
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| I know it’s too late as night turns to day
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| Now there’s no escaping the ghosts
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| I can’t shake these midnight thoughts when I’m alone
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| Latching to my brain and never letting go
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| So I start making friends with the noise in my head
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| And all these midnight thoughts when I’m alone
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| Ooh, ooh
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| Dim the lights, shut the blinds, but I’m counting the time
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| Am I nervous or am I insane?
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| Try to turn up the sound, but I can’t shut it out
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| 'Cause I’m hearing the pulse in my veins
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| I know it’s too late as night turns to day
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| Now there’s no escaping the ghosts
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| 'Cause I can’t shake these midnight thoughts when I’m alone
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| Latching to my brain and never letting go
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| So I start making friends with the noise in my head
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| And all these midnight thoughts when I’m alone
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
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| ('Cause I can’t shake these midnight thoughts when I’m alone)
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| I know it’s too late as night turns to day
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| Now there’s no escaping the ghosts
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| 'Cause I can’t shake these midnight thoughts when I’m alone
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| Latching to my brain and never letting go, no (Never letting go)
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| So I start making friends with the noise in my head
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| And all these midnight thoughts when I’m alone
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| (Midnight thoughts when I’m alone)
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| Ooh, ooh
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| So I start making friends with the noise in my head
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| And all these midnight thoughts when I’m alone (With these thoughts)
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| With all these midnight thoughts when I’m alone |