4 A.M.

I walked around my good intentions
And found that there were none
I blame my father for the wasted years
We hardly talked
I never thought I would forget this hate
Then a phone call made me realize
I'm wrong

If I don't make it known that
I've loved you all along
Just like sunny days that
We ignore because
We're all dumb and jaded
And I hope to god I figure out
What's wrong

I walked around my room
Not thinking
Just sinking in this box
I blame myself for being too much
like somebody else
I never thought I would just
Bend this way