Another sleepless night
as I constantly fight
those painful memories
waking me up at night
like remember me
of course I do
for if it weren't for you
I could get some sleep
instead I'm counting the days
I haven't slept
instead of counting sheep
but quiet as it's kept
I try to keep my composure
but as I get older
I learn that this is too much
for one man to shoulder
so I pull over to the shoulder
to think about what's got me restless
but thinking about it makes me rest less
so really I'm inviting the pain
then putting my name on the guest list
I'm I to blame for this insomnia
for carrying the hurt
wearing my heart on my sleeve
like you wouldn't believe
and getting blood on my shirt
maybe so
but how was I to know
how was I to know
but if I can't let it go
then how am I to grow
how am I to grow
simple
with every waking moment
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