Late, I can stay up late
  In and out of bed
  Cleaning up the mess
  Trying to be honest
  'Cause I know I am on it
  In this the last time I speak of it
  The loyalties that have been broken
  Mine isn't dead
  One thing is true
  Nothing is sacred
  When everyone's talking
  And nobody's listening
  When we confide in all those friends
  They're just messengers
  One thing is true
  You throw the matters into blue skies
  Turning to grey,
  Falling out everyday
  One thing that's free
  I confide in you with the truth
  Late, I can stay up late
  In and out of bed
  Cleaning up the mess inside my head