Four A.M.

Those times i recall when I sit back and drag myself a few steps down
Late nights and long drinks we had to fall into vacant blocks of memories
The mix and match that took a hold
That screwed us up and left us cold
That left me sitting here all by myself
Tell me where did it take the turn
That got me hot then left me burnt
And now I'm sitting here all by myself
I'm issing you by my side, now I've just got myself for company
Those perfect things you said to me
Will never disappear or attempt to leave me
Late nights, long drinks, those perfect things
You're leaving me