Straight Man's Black

once i could barely make it to midnight 
now i am rarely home by dawn 
and living is a string of "those nights" 
that's been stretched too thin for too long 

hot on the lost trail of a lost touch 
once on fire with a passionate point of view 
now i'm just in love with "too much" 

maybe i'm the monarch of midnight 
call me "your highness" until dawn 
as i point and push my subjective knights 
towards destination: all gone wrong