Twelve o'clock And I'm still not dressed I'm trying to bleed onto paper But time is not impressed What can I do? Trying to pull out my feelings But they're deep beneath the day Time, time, time, time, time Has hidden them away What can I do? I want my jealousy But he's fast asleep I cry for my sadness But he's too tired to weep I confront my antagonism But he only agrees I wish for my vision But he's not telling me What he sees What can I do? Happy is too neutral And I know I'm not content I still don't want to go Where the others went What can I do? I'm pissed at my anger But he don't want to fight I turn to my conscience But he just thinks I'm right My insecurities They got nothing to hide My emotions are my enemies For being on my side What can I do? Give me back my feelings Won't you give them back to me Give them back