3 Am - Matchbox Twenty

She says it´s cold outside 
And she hands me my raincoat.
She´s always worried about things like that
She says it´s 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.
And the rain´s gonna wash away.
I believe her.

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.
And 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.
And 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.
And the rain´s gonna wash away.
I believe this.

When it´s 3 am 
I must be lonely.
When she says baby.
Well I can´t help but be scared 
Of it all sometimes.