midnight is upon us and i fear i have been dishonest leaning pensively against the kitchen sink i am ashamed of everything all the love that i ve abandoned all the friends i took for granted now i drink my troubles neat as you wait for me to come to sleep off in the back bedroom you lay still as a death sentence weighing heavily upon the inmates mind i am estranged of everything in these halls of whorey shadows of a life lived incomplete we could of had a family a littered legacy now instead of photo albums it s a house of record sleeves and it s coming down up above our heads i hear the creaking of a footstep and the tick tock of the cuckoo clock i am afraid of everything and as i peek around the corner i spot a spectre with his scythe just another senseless life to end in one fell swoop i was certain i was special i guess my neurons hid the truth i wish you d lie to me tonight hold me and tell me i m not so bad tell me i made some sort of difference that our love is more than chance oh i am coming down