Late Night Confessions

Yeah. Just me and the phone. And everything I can't say in the daylight. Uh. Uh. Two forty-five and I'm still wide awake. Scrolling through the memories I can't erase. Every text that I type, then delete, Then rewrite. Feels like I'm bleeding my soul into The night. You know the truth hits harder when The moon's this high. Every "I'm fine" is a well-dressed lie. I'm drunk off your voice in my head on Repeat. Every word's a confession that I can't Delete. Late night confessions, I'm spilling my sins. Every call to you starts where the hurt begins. If I could turn back time, girl, I'd make It right. But all I got left are these Confessions at night. It's the hour where regrets start to sound like Prayers. Where the ghosts of my choices pull up Empty chairs. I still feel your hand when I'm holding the Phone. Like you're right here with me, even though You're gone. Every pause on the line is a Truth I can't speak. Every tear that I hide makes the silence leak. I don't know if I'm calling to fix or To break. But I'm choking on words that I Can't unmake. Late night confessions, I'm spilling my sins. Every call to you starts where the hurt begins. If I could turn back time, girl, I'd make it right. But all I got left are these confessions at Night. Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh. Ooh, yeah. And maybe you're asleep, Or maybe you're awake. But you know my voice is a risk I Take. 'Cause love in the light ain't the same In the dark. It's the secrets at night that Can tear you apart. So if I hang up before you can speak. Just know every word's been haunting me all week. Yeah. Late night confessions. From me to you. Ooh. From me to you.