3AM.kar

Well, she says "It's cold outside,"

and she hands me my raincoat.

She's always worried about things like that.

Well, 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.

And she says "Baby, it's three a.m.,

I must be lonely."

When she says, "Baby,

well I can't help but be scared of it all sometimes.

That rain's gonna wash away,

I believe it."

Well, 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 oh.

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.

And she says "Baby,

well it's three a.m., I must be lonely."

Well, when she says "Baby, yeah yeah,

well I can't help but be scared of it all sometimes.

That rain's gonna wash away, I believe this."

Well, 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 map

that sits on her doorway, yeah.

But, outside it's stopped raining.

Yeah, when she says "Baby,

well it's three a.m., I must be lonely."

Yeah, when she says "Baby, yeah, yeah, yeah

well I can't help but be scared of it all sometimes.

That rain's gonna wash away,

I believe this.

well it's three a.m., I must be lonely."

Well, when she says "Baby

well I can't help but be scared of it all sometimes