Up All NightI've been up all night,Fighting a war I can't win,This theological fight,That I'm having with no one but me.
My blankets twist and wrinkleThinking of my flaws,My shallow thoughts, my heart so fickle.Crying so much that I make my throat raw.
I don't know if I can trustMyself for all that I've done
My voice turned to rustAs I cry out for someone, anyone.
I need someone to hold me.To tell me it's all okay.Holding me, but still setting me free.I need to be loved.
One ThoughtYou know that one thought,That makes you squirm inside?Maybe it makes you giggle,Like your stomach is bringing in the tide?
That one thought,That makes you double take,Or doubt.Maybe makes you feel fake?
It could be a loving thought,Maybe "I love you"?But maybe it makes you stomach feel taught,Like another friend gone.
That one thought always in the back of your mind,But when you dig to find it,Sometimes it's hard to find.'Cause you push it to the back.
That thought that maybe makes you hateYourself.Of maybe makes you believe in fate.Or inquires who you really are.
It gives you feelings that you didn't know you had.Gives you maybe hatred, love, anger
Remember that you shouldn't feel bad.Remember that it's only one thought.