who do you call after midnight?

I feel so lonely.
And one question I have only.
Who do you call after midnight?.

The drink in my hand seems to be my only company.
Sitting here in hopes of having a sudden epiphany.
Then I think to myself who do you call after midnight?.

Step after step and my feet feel like bricks.
 I'm stuck in this countries angry politics.
And again who do you call after midnight?.

Walking around passing people feeling like a freak.
Unbearing thoughts in my head have left me weak.
And I ask myself who do you call after midnight.

The endless tiring chases after the dream.
Not at all looking promising and all I want to do is scream.
And all you wonder is who do you call after midnight?.

So much pressure in this world has made me flee.
Because I've always wondered why does no one like me?
And it hits me I have no one I can call after midnight.