It's three AM, and I can't sleep,
the radio is on, and it plays your song,
so, I will sit here and think about you.
Suicidal thoughts, they run through my head,
but you will never know,
you're not here,
and I cannot find you.
Hey it's too late,
we can't reach you now.
Hey it's too late,
you left us,
and drowned.
Please, take it away,
the lie that remains.
You didn't give up,
you had all of us,
say it's not so
tell me its not so.
Still the tears that linger,
are too dear,
now that your not here.
Maybe, just maybe, we were to blame,
but then, you never explained how you felt.
Hey it's too late,
we can't reach you now.
Hey it's too late,
you left us,
and drowned.
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