3 A.M.

she says 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

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

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...yes

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

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 this

well it's 3 am I must be lonely

when and she says baby

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