Break of Day

i know the suns about to come up
 i close my eyes anyway
 my mouth is dry and the sheets are cold
 and will be still come break of day
 you called me up just to surprise me
 to hear my voice, see what i had to say
 i only whispered then hung up
 i whispered, "wait till break of day."
 at the break of day im ending all of it
 and so dont say youve had a ball
 dawn is mine but i will share it
 with whatever bird will wear it
 on her body bare and pink
 now what do you think of break of day?
 i locked my door, i should unlock it
 what if you should come this way?
 and in and have a drink and dancing
 dancing till the break of day
 and then to bed we danced towards
 and tiredly kiss and roll in hay
 but waking in the evening i see
 you left after break of day
 at the break of day im ending all of it
 and so dont say youve had a ball
 dawn is mine but i will share it
 with whatever bird will wear it
 on her body bare and pink
 now what do you think of break of day?
 at the break of day im ending all of it
 and so dont say youve had a ball
 dawn is mine but i will share it
 with whatever bird will wear it
 on her body bare and pink
 now what do you think of break of day?
 i hate myself when im alone
 its just with you i feel ok
 so tomorrow youll feel sorrow
 when i am gone at break of day