I know I'm quite a reserved person And sometimes hard to read So I made you a reservation For my reading in a private library A few pages are missing I recall them mostly after Intensive make out with a glass That often causes liquid laughter But laughter and crying are living pretty close Two lovely neighbours who fancy overdose Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night To find these pages I thought I've lost Under my pillow, it's like a look in the mirror Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night To find these pages I thought I've lost Under my pillow, it's like a look in the mirror I don't want the world to see my cry Are we all born just to die? I've been trying so hard to hide the fight In my mind but I always lose but the goal ain't to survive But to win, live and love Instead of another drink I swallow the pride 'Cause I found a girl who holds me tight I can't deny that feeling can be controlled but tears never lie Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night To find these pages I thought I've lost Under my pillow, it's like a look in the mirror Boys don't cry that's what they say They made my mind my secret hideaway Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night To find these pages I thought I've lost (My secret hideaway) Under my pillow, it's like a look in the mirror