break of dawn ain t enough hey what s up i wrote you theses letters til my heart was getting paper cuts every night and yelling that breakin up wish we could reverse the time leave this place escape the dust i ain t good at listening i don t have a vision i m as stuck as you ain t no central mission don t know what to do enter this intermission the end of my intuition i m going with the current but current times is cursing with your voice it s sounds like cursive except it s here to hurt me i didn t mean to hurt ya i love it when you smile i hate it when you curse me i love it when you re here to stay i hate your empty wording i hate these petty verses i hate the hours when the sun come up your mood gets worsened unless that juice was bourbon and then it s you can t guess how much i love you like who determined that it was fuck you when i called you before you fuckin up i shouldn t even ve called you you write a song by tomorrow before i get a chance to drown you in sorrow i m drafting up know this circus is crashing up it s just a game to ya you know however you treat me i act the same to ya  break of dawn ain t enough hey what s up i wrote you theses letters til my heart was getting paper cuts every night yelling that breakin up wish we could reverse the time leave this place escape the dust break of dawn it ain t enough break of dawn ain t enough break of dawn ain t enough