3am



She says it's cold outside and she hands me my raincoatShe's always worried about things like thatShe says it's all gonna end and it might as well be my faultAnd she only sleeps when it's rainingAnd she screams and her voice is straining
(chorus)She says babyIt's 3 am I must be lonelyWhen she says babyWell I can't help but be scared of it all sometimesSays the rain's gonna wash away I believe it
She's got a little bit of something, God it's better than nothingAnd in her color portrait world she believes that she's got it allShe swears the moon don't hang quite as high as it used toAnd she only sleeps when it's rainingAnd she screams and her voice is straining
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She believes that life is made up of all that you're used toAnd the clock on the wall has been stuck at three for days, and daysShe thinks that happiness is a mat that sits on her doorwayBut outside it's stopped raining
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