Four Am Lyrics

At dawn I found a silver hair cascading from my head
Pulled it out, I took a breath and then pictured us both dead
My fingers grip ceramic sink, blood drips from my teeth
As I think of bumping into you at the store or at the beach

Maybe I'll write you a note -
Maybe I won't - I can't tell you what I hate you for
‘Cause baby, you'll never come home -
You'd rather be alone - I can't tell you what I hate you for
But I hate that you don't love me anymore

It's four am, I'm restless and clawing at the sheets
Almost forgot the shape you'd take when drifting off to sleep
The feeling of your hand in mine is fading with the siren calls But the ambulance must've missed my house
‘cause I'm not alive at all, I'm not alive at all

So maybe I'll write you a note
Maybe I won't - I can't tell you what I hate you for
‘Cause baby, you'll never come home
You'd rather be alone - I can't tell you what I hate you for
But you don't love me anymore (I hate that you don't love me)
You don't love me anymore (I hate that you don't love me)
You don't love me anymore (I hate that you don't love me)
You don't love me anymore (I hate that you don't love me)
And I hate that you don't love me anymore

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