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 selfcontrol 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, oh, 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 ought 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 ought 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