4 Am

It’s 4 O’clock in the morning.
I can tell you’re tired.
It’s 4 O’clock in the morning.
You can tell I’m wired.
You woke me up I was moaning.
& then you asked me at 4 O’clock in the morning:
“How often do these nightmares come?
Who are the wolves in your head?
How often do these nightmares come now?
You should let the past stay dead.”
I said “Babe, I’m trying”

It’s 4 O’clock in the morning.
You say my eyes look wide.
You tell me “Boy, I’m not joking.
Our campfires burned out.
Darling, you know you were groaning?”
I say that “I’ll be fine even at 4 O’clock in the morning”
You said:
“How often do these nightmares come?
Who are the wolves in your head?
How often do these nightmares come?
Now, now…you should let the past stay dead.”
I said “Babe, I’m trying”

It’s 4 O’clock in the morning.
You know these aren’t nightmares.
I just want to warn you about what got me bit.
You say I’m scaring you sober.
You think I lost my mind.
At 4 O’clock in the morning you said:
“How often do these nightmares come?
Who are the wolves in your head?
How often do these nightmares come?
The past should stay dead.”
I said “Babe, I’m trying”

It’s 4 O’clock in the morning.