maybe it s too late sometimes even hate myself for loving you trying to be strong then night time comes along and i start loving you wanting you where is all my self control i m burning way down in my soul and needing you wishing i could be the man i try to hating me for wanting to be with you knowing you don t love me like you used to but it s midnight oh and i miss you it s getting late and i know that s when i am weak funny how things have a way of looking so much brighter in the daylight i hope to go to bed and try to straighten out my head and just forget you oh but it s midnight and i miss you it s midnight and i miss you