Now I lay me down to sleep

I wonder if you're thinking about me

Maybe if I could just have one last chance

Is one last chance just too much to ask?

Seems like all there things are built up

There built up, to be torn right back down

Love, hate... don't tell me it's to late

I asked you not to tell me

Let the hearts fall where they may

Because you'll be feeling the same way, someday

Love, hate...