Twelve o'clock   And I'm still not dressed   I'm trying to bleed onto paper   But time is not impressed      What Can I do?      Trying to pull out my feelings   But they're deep beneath the day   Time, time, time, time, time   Has hidden them away      What can I do?      I want my jealousy   But he's fast asleep   I cry for my sadness   But he's too tired to weep   I confront my antagonism   But he only agrees   I wish for my vision   But he's not telling me   What he sees      What can I do?      Happy is too neutral   And I know I'm not content   I still don't want to go   Where the others went      What can I do?      I'm pissed at my anger   But he don't want to fight   I turn to my conscience   But he just thinks I'm right   My insecurities   They got nothing to hide   My emotions are my enemies   For being on my side      What can I do?      Give me back my feelings   Won't you give them back to me   Give them back