Nighttime is darker than normal, My days are crooked and informal, I cannot sleep with happiness The pain is beating in my chest, Am I talking to myself? Are my words being wasted? On your time But I won't die Last time I told you to side me, I cannot ask for sympathy, I cannot sleep with happiness The pain is beating in my chest, Am I talking to myself? Are my words being wasted? On your time But I won't die Am I talking to myself? Are my words being wasted? On your time But I won't die...