Matchbox Twenty – 3 A.M. Lyrics | SongMeanings
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 it
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 it
She say it’s cold outside and she hands me my raincoatShe’s always worried about things like thatShe says it’s all gonna end and it might as well be my faultAnd she only sleeps when it’s rainingAnd she screams and her voice is strainingShe says babyIt’s 3 am I must be lonelyWhen she says babyWell I can’t help but be scared of it all sometimesSays the rain’s gonna wash away I believe itShe’s got a little bit of something, God it’s better than nothingAnd in her color portrait world she believes that she’s got it allShe swears the moon don’t hang quite as high as it used toAnd she only sleeps when it’s rainingAnd she screams and her voice is strainingShe says babyIt’s 3 am I must be lonelyWhen she says babyWell I can’t help but be scared of it all sometimesSays the rain’s gonna wash away I believe itShe believes that life is made up of all that you’re used toAnd the clock on the wall has been stuck at three for days, and daysShe thinks that happiness is a mat that sits on her doorwayBut outside it’s stopped rainingShe says babyIt’s 3 am I must be lonelyWhen she says babyWell I can’t help but be scared of it all sometimesSays the rain’s gonna wash away I believe it
