Maybe it's too late. Sometimes I even hate myself for loving you   Trying to be strong then nighttime comes along and I start loving you   Wanting you. Where is all my self control I'm burning way down in my soul   And needing you, and wishing I could be the man, I try to   Hating me for wanting you to be with you knowing you don't love me like you used to   But it's midnight, Ohh and I miss you      It's getting late and I know that's when I am weak   Funny how things have a way of looking so much brighter in the day light   I hope to go to bed to try and straighten out my head and just forget you   Oh but it's midnight yes and I miss you       It's getting late and I know that's when I am weak   Funny how things have a way of looking so much brighter in the day light   I hope to go to bed to try and straighten out my head and just forget you   Oh but it's midnight yes and I miss you       It's midnight and I miss you