[male
vocals] (
Soft
piano
chords
fading
in)
Yeah
It’
s
always
the
same
time
When
the
silence
gets
too
loud
You
reach
out
I
see
you
sitting
there
with
your
girls
in
the
light
Laughing ‘
bout
the
way
I
don’
t
fit
your
sight
You
tell
them
that
I’
m
not
the
one
you
need
That
I’
m
just
a
placeholder,
a
planted
seed
You
say
my
style
is
wrong,
my
rhythm
is
off
You
treat
my
affection
with
a
casual
scoff
Painting
a
picture
where
I’
m
just
a
ghost
But
you’
re
the
one
who
needs
me
the
most
But
when
the
clock
strikes
twelve
and
the
moon
is
high
You’
re
calling
my
phone
with
a
heavy
sigh
You
say
you’
re
lonely,
you
need
me
near
Forget
all
the
things
that
you
whispered
in
their
ear
Yeah,
you
tell
your
friends
that
I’
m
not
your
type
But
you
crave
the
warmth
of
my
midnight
hype
It’
s
a
secret
game
that
you
play
so
well
Caught
in
a
love
that
you’
re
scared
to
tell
I
hear
the
tremor
in
your
voice
on
the
line
Asking
if
I’
m
sleeping,
if
the
stars
still
align
You
hide
the
truth
behind
a
polished
facade
Playing
it
cool
like
you’
re
playing
the
odd
But
your
heartbeat
tells
a
different
tale
When
the
darkness
comes,
you
start
to
fail
I’
m
the
comfort
you
seek
when
the
world
feels
cold
A
story
of
us
that
is
never
told
But
when
the
clock
strikes
twelve
and
the
moon
is
high
You’
re
calling
my
phone
with
a
heavy
sigh
You
say
you’
re
lonely,
you
need
me
near
Forget
all
the
things
that
you
whispered
in
their
ear
Yeah,
you
tell
your
friends
that
I’
m
not
your
type
But
you
crave
the
warmth
of
my
midnight
hype
It’
s
a
secret
game
that
you
play
so
well
Caught
in
a
love
that
you’
re
scared
to
tell
I’
m
tired
of
being
the
man
in
the
shadows
Waiting
for
sunlight
to
leave
the
meadows
Are
we
a
spark
or
just
a
fading
flame?
Playing
a
dangerous,
hollow
game
I’
m
more
than
a
midnight
fix
for
your
soul
But
I’
m
losing
the
grip,
I’
m
losing
control
But
when
the
clock
strikes
twelve
and
the
moon
is
high
You’
re
calling
my
phone
with
a
heavy
sigh
You
say
you’
re
lonely,
you
need
me
near
Forget
all
the
things
that
you
whispered
in
their
ear
Yeah,
you
tell
your
friends
that
I’
m
not
your
type
But
you
crave
the
warmth
of
my
midnight
hype
It’
s
a
secret
game
that
you
play
so
well
Caught
in
a
love
that
you’
re
scared
to
tell
Yeah,
you
call
me
at
twelve
Just
to
fill
the
space
But
I
see
the
truth
behind
your
face
Not
your
type,
but
you’
re
still
mine
Until
the
morning
light (
Piano
fades
out)