2 O'Clock

2 o'clock, you're still sleeping

When you wake up you'll be in such pain

And I wait with the plate piled high with my love

That you won't eat fromLove, you think you can contain me

But the future is already known

We give up our rest and the best of us though

We'd be better off aloneThere's no need to be so terrible

When you know I would do anything for you

This is so laughable, whatever happened to

Knowing that this was foreverFile off the sharpness of feelings so

I'll be protected from all of your evil

When you come round my love I'll be gone finally done

Never to come to your rescue