Is The Best I Can Do, Good Enough?

Another midnight drown the drain again.

Perhaps another night that I'm just truly dying in.

Maybe just dying to

Call you on the phone

Tell you that I love you.

Or maybe just waste away.

I'll walk a thin line. Maybe it's better that way

Get past the red tape. Taking precautions was never my thing.

Maybe I'm just too cautious to

Spill how I feel right to your face.

I hope you can sense it in your bones.

Before I waste away.

Someday I won't be a coward and I'll call you.

Drip words the phone so elegant and sweet.

You'll finally understand all of my being

It belongs to the two of you, and I don't.

I just don't want to waste away.

Call it another midnight down the drain.