Dont sleep, wont sleep, why sleep?
Just another night were happy days seem so far from me
and sundays and monday are every other day.
The dark fills my heart sad but true,
and night times I spend my time tossin and turning confused.
Is it my fault something I did?
Or is that just the way life is?
The fat lady isnt singin so it cant be the end,
so I close my eyes and pretend to be sleepin.
Wishing hard that it was the weekend.
It's just another nite, just another reason,
just a heartbeat away from sleeping.