He was tired, and he was not prepared
She called, and he went to her
Her hair smelled like cigarettes and soap
And her face was pale under bright orange fluorescents

Four-thirty in the morning and she cried
And he felt the anger rise
He swore he’d go and find the man, but he was afraid
Four-thirty in the morning and she cried
And he felt the anger rise
He should be able to help her, but he never could

He put his arm around her in attempt to soothe her
She felt relief from the hand and told him everything
Alcohol and a misplaced sense of trust told the story
And that was all he’d needed to hear

He was not prepared
He was not prepared
He was not prepared

Four-thirty in the morning and she cried
And he felt the anger rise
He swore he’d go and find the man, but he was afraid
Four-thirty in the morning and she cried
And he felt the anger rise
He should be able to help her, but he never could
No, he never could


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