"Interlude For The Angels" lyrics

It's 4 am
You left your jacket on
She doesn't know
That you don't know where you are
It's 4 am
You left the burner on
It's metaphorical in the worst way
You don't know what you'll do
When she comes to you
And you don't have the right thing to say
It's 4 am
You left your jacket on
You're trying to forget
All the things that you did

It's a letter
It wrinkles in your hands
You can't help but to read it
Over again
It's a letter
You tell no one about
But we all know
That you'll always give in and
You're on the bathroom floor
It's dirty you need more
But your fingers slip into the grooves
It's a letter
It wrinkles in your hands
You want to understand
All the things you don't get
When the day days are over
And the night's cloud over
And you
You can't feel the way
But the sunlight
Falls onto her face
You're such a big disgrace
But not feeling that way

It's 4 am
You left your jacket on
She doesn't know
That you don't know where you are
It's a letter
You tell no one about
But we all know
That you'll always give in and
You don't know what you'll do
When she comes to you
And you don't have the right thing to say
It's 4 am (It's a letter)
You left your jacket on (It wrinkles in your hands)
And you want to understand all the things that you did
When the day days are over
And the night's cloud over
And you
You can't feel the way
But the sunlight
Falls onto her face
You're such a big disgrace
But not feeling that way

You're such a disgrace
You're such a disgrace