And the hope that I had of being okay?
Where is it when it's 2am?
Where is it when I'm thinking of you?
Where is my hope of survival when I'm bawling my eyes out wishing for the one person that won't come back?
My hope is gone when you're all that's on my mind.
And when you invade my brain I cannot find that hope.
The only thing I can find is my pain.
And there is a lot of it.