I go to sleep at night, I still don’t know how to face myself, This mess of a body, Hoping I won’t live to see the morning. I go to sleep at night, I take all the pills I want, I drink until the bottle slips my hand, Hoping I won’t live to see the morning. I go to sleep at night, With chest pains, A migraine, And a broken heart, Hoping I won’t live to see the morning.