Alive at Midnight

I'm alive at midnight in a way I never was with you.
My heartbeat's finally mine now,
And it's telling me the truth.
I'm alive at midnight, feeling everything I couldn't feel.
The loneliness is honest, and honest things are real.
I used to treat myself so small, fit into your ideal.
Now I'm taking up the whole room,
And it doesn't feel like fear.
The bass is in my chest now, my hands above my head.