It's hard to fall asleep when I hate the life I lead,
And it's hard to face the day, 'cause the night's not far away.
Cry, cry myself to sleep.
It's easier telling lies when I'm dying inside than to open up my heart, and have it torn apart.
Cry, cry myself to sleep.
God in Heaven above has compassion and love, oh,
His hand's wet with my tears; he's been drying them for years.
Cry, cry myself to sleep,
Cry, cry myself to sleep.
And if I would hide myself, let no one know who I am, would I die a lonely man?
If I would hide myself, let no one know who I am, oh, would I die a lonely man?
So I cry, cry myself to sleep,
Oh, cry, cry myself to sleep,
Whoa, oh, oh.
