And so it's one of those nights when I refuse to lay,
but instead sit and listen to Gerard Way
sing on and on about a number of things,
until Corey Taylor comes in with his beautiful screams.

It's one of those night when I accept the warm embrace
of the likes of Adam Gontier and the rest of Three Days Grace.
Justin Furstenfeld will tell me he knows what it's like
as I listen to Blue October throughout most of the night.

I'll sit at my desk as Mark Hoppus and Tom DeLonge
share their sadder sides in pieces like "Adam's Song."
Hayley Williams will console me in her soothing voice
as I remind myself I had no other choice
but to let that lost love leave again.

Tonight is one of those nights when I drown myself,
I frown to myself, I'm only around myself,
and I get put down by myself. Yet I surround myself
with those who know how I feel about myself.

Their words will still comfort me as I eventually fall asleep
and dream about vampires and love and an endless amount of things.
I'll still hear their cooing phrases as I continue to dream
about that lost love playfully tugging on my heartstrings.

And then I'll awake and still feel this way
as I realize that I have missed half of the day.
I'll trudge on like this into the night,
lying to everyone and saying I'm alright.

I seek no guidance from my family and friends,
knowing deep down that in the end
I won't be running to any of them,
but to those loving people I have never met.