No Wonder I'm Still Awake

In case you haven't noticed
 I am wearing black again
 Though it may not be my color
 I just couldn't think to change
 I've been caught up with a flashlight
 To keep the darkness away
 There's something in my room
 I'd hoped with all the practice
 I could do it in my sleep
 What happens when you can
 You can't get the rest you need
 Cliches in the closet or bumped under the bed
 It can't be in my head
 No it cannot be in my head
 I'm losing it
 And on this verse I'm tired of playing
 Tired of playing the same chords I've played before
 All the words sitting on my hands, waiting for
 Waiting for the song to find it's way
 My last thread of brilliance
 Fast, flickering, and dim
 I ready myself the worst to begin
 And the ghosts of doubt surround me
 And I feel I'm closing in
 Tore off my sweaty sheets
 And hold up my ballpoint pen
 I'm losing it
 And on this verse I'm tired of playing
 Tired of playing the same chords I've played before
 All the words sitting on my hands, waiting for
 Waiting for the song to find it's way