3 AM

she say it’s cold outside and she hands me my raincoat she’s always worried about things like that 
she says it’s all gonna end 
and it might as well be my fault 
and she only sleeps when it’s raining 
and she screams 
and her voice is straining 
(chorus) 
she says baby it’s
3 am I must be lonely 
when she says baby well 
I can’t help but be scared of it all sometimes 
says the rain’s gonna wash away I believe it

she’s got a little bit of something, 
God it’s better than nothing 
and in her color portrait world 
she believes that she’s got it all 
she swears the moon don’t hang 
quite as high as it used to 
and she only sleeps when it’s raining 
and she screams and her voice is straining 
(chorus) 
she believes that life 
is made up of all that you’re used to 
and the clock on the wall 
has been stuck at three for days, and days 
she thinks that happiness 
is a mat that sits on her doorway 
but outside it’s stopped raining 
(chorus)