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