Late, I can stay up late  In and out of bed  Cleaning up the mess  Trying to be honest  'Cause I know I am on it  In this the last time I speak of it  The loyalties that have been broken  Mine isn't dead  One thing is true  Nothing is sacred  When everyone's talking  And nobody's listening  When we confide in all those friends  They're just messengers  One thing is true  You throw the matters into blue skies  Turning to grey,  Falling out everyday  One thing that's free  I confide in you with the truth  Late, I can stay up late  In and out of bed  Cleaning up the mess inside my head