nights like these

nights like these have me feeling alone and wrecked
because I can’t find something deeper than sex
I’m supposed to be young and reckless
but the lonesomeness feels endless
they convince me that I found the one
and then they zip my pants undone
alone in a swarm of lies
my innocence dies
I’m supposed to feel more alive
instead I sit here and over analyze
every one night stand means nothing
all the hookups became so unloving
crying on the shoulder of someone with only one intention
because I give off a careless impression
up thinking about all the regrets
all the anger and upsets
all the loneliness seems to extend
but when will the nights like these come to an end?