She said, "It's cold outside," and she hands me my raincoat
She's always worried about things like that
Well, she said, "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"
And she says, "Baby, well, I can't help
But be scared of it all sometimes
And the 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
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 (screams) and her voice is straining
She says, "Baby, well, it's 3 AM, I must be lonely"
Well, heaven she says, "Baby, yeah, well, I can't help
But be scared of it all sometimes
And the rain's gonna wash away, I believe this"
Well, she believes that life isn't made up of all that you're used to
And the clock on the wall has been stuck at 3 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, well, it's 3 AM, I must be lonely"
Heaven, she says, "Baby, yeah, well, I can't help
But be scared of it all sometimes
And the rain's gonna wash away, I believe this"
Well, it's 3 AM, I must be lonely (I must be lonely)
Well, heaven, she says, "Baby, well, I can't help
But be scared of it all sometimes"
