Thursday, February 13, 2025

3 a.m. Truths

It’s the middle of the night

well before first light

All your filters are gone

You want to tell me what's wrong


You say we don’t make sense,

we’re better off as friends

you say you don't want to break up

but I just take up


too much of your time

i need too much attention

you're not over your wife

and did I happen to mention


You don’t like Massachusetts

and we live too far apart

And you hate my schedule changes

I think you don't have a heart


Maybe you’re right

but it’s the middle of the night

Can we please just sleep, babe?

I don’t want to fight.


All the filters come off

and you’re speaking the truth

I just wanted to wake up

and cuddle with you


I never know where I stand

not sure where we’re gonna land

you tell me what’s on your mind

but soon you will find


I can’t take much more

of your moods and rages

and my own insecurities

are staining our pages


It's the middle of the night

but I think you’re right

that we don’t make sense

and we’re better off as friends


I don’t want to walk away

I don’t know what to say

Honey, I know you’re right

I won't let this go without a fight


It's the middle of the night

and maybe you're right

3 a.m. and the truth

just comes pouring right out of you...

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