midnight come early this evening loneliness was in the air and i found myself grieving feelin more than my share so i went through empty boxes of promises in print recountin all my wins and losses in letters that i had never sent and im alone again on the back side of another twelve oclock im at home with no friends im starin at the telephone and wishin i was not im just waitin for someone to come and tear me all apart so if you were waitin baby hesitatin to break my heart this would be a real good day to start sometimes i scare myself so badly that i cant hardly sleep everything just seems so heavy where im at underneath these one ton sheet so i light myself a fire and let it burn out my brain i sit and wait for the flicker of desire to turn to ashes turn to ashes in the teardrops of rain and im alone again on the back side of another twelve oclock im at home with no friends im starin at the telephone and wishin i was not im just waitin for someone to come and tear me all apart so if you were waitin baby hesitatin to break my heart this would be a real good day to start and im alone again on the back side of another twelve oclock im at home with no friends im starin at the telephone and wishin i was not im just waitin for someone to come and tear me all apart so if you were waitin baby hesitatin to break my heart this would be a real good day to start