It's 4 in the morning and I miss you and I don't know why And I'm staring at the ceiling getting urges to roll over and die I just wake up in the morning and I smile until I don't feel alive Then I sing myself to sleep maybe tomorrow I can make it to 5 I don't know why Life tasted good back when And I can't hide But I have to now and then Looking in this mirror of mine Is enough to make me lose my mind Tell me what's the point of it all? Between four walls