The Morning After

The morning after the night before
I can’t remember anymore
I must’ve passed out here on the floor
Ask myself why
The morning after the night before
I feel sick and my body’s sore
I can’t believe you walked out the door
The morning after the night before
I played the fool i played the whore
Another night of my private war
Ask myself why
Why do i always abuse, why always want more
Why didn’t i realise what i had before
Why couldn’t i love and cherish
Why was i such a fool
The night before the morning after
The night before
The morning after and i’m alone
You packed your bags and left for home
My last chance i have definitely blown
The morning after the life we had
Now love is dead just like my dad
Wished for a happy ending not one
So damned sad
Ask myself
Why do i always abuse, why always want more
Why didn’t i realise what i had before
Why couldn’t i love and cherish
Why was i such a fool
The night before the morning after
The night before