(words & music by wheeler - chesnut)



Maybe it's too late. sometimes i even hate myself for loving you

Trying to be strong then nighttime comes along and i start loving you

Wanting you. where is all my selfcontrol i'm burning way down in my soul

And needing you, and wishing i could be the man, i try to

Hating me for wanting you to be with you knowing you don't love me like you used to

But it's midnight, ohh 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 day light

I ought to go to bed to try and straighten out my head and just forget you

Oh but it's midnight yes 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 day light

I ought to go to bed to try and straighten out my head and just forget you

Oh but it's midnight yes and i miss you



It's midnight and i miss you


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