2 A.M.

Nights up waiting by the phone
wondering when you're coming home
Wide awake and all alone

Knowing that you're having fun
out there somewhere getting drunk
On number five when you promised one

Do you know, the way that you make me feel
when you, drown yourself in that beer?

No you don't and you won't
you just get one more round
Order more, think for sure
that I'll never find out

Why do you have to lie? I was on your side, now wasnt I?
When you get back tonight to this cold room
I hope the man at the end of that bottle is still you
Until then I'll still be waiting, hoping, praying for you.