4 AM

When we were together
I loved our exchange of jokes
What hurts the most about being alone
I really hate laughing on my own

Cause we used to laugh and laugh and laugh
Can I have those memories back
I accepted that I'm not her destination
But part of the journey part of the preparation

4am 4am
What a beautiful morning
What a beautiful sight
To look in the glass and see yourself cry
4am 4am
What a beautiful morning
What a beautiful view
To look in the mirror and only see half of what’s left of you

I woke up again last night
And tried to reach out to her
I’m sorry I raised my voice
I’m sorry I made you think I'm a liar

The fire in me that burned for you
Changed after what we went through
And now the fire feels like hell (now the fire feels like hell)
Miss you so miss your smell (miss you so miss your smell)

4am 4am
What a beautiful morning
What a beautiful sight
To look in the glass and see yourself cry
4am 4am
What a beautiful morning
What a beautiful view
To look in the mirror and only see half of what’s left of you

How do I let you go