She said, "It's cold outside"
And she hands me a raincoat
She's always worried about things like that

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

And she says, "Baby, it's 3 a.m., 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 what I believe in"

She's got a little bit of something
God, it's better than nothing
And in the colour of portrait world
She thinks that she's got it all

And she swears that the moon
Don't hang quiet 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, it's 3 a.m., I must be lonely"
Well, Heaven she says, "Baby, well, I can't help
But be scared of it all sometimes
And the rain's gonna wash away what I believe in"

She believes that life isn't made up
Of all that she 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

And she says, "Baby, it's 3 a.m., I must be lonely"
Well, Heaven she says, "Baby, well, I can't help
But be scared of it all sometimes
And the rain's gonna wash away what I believe in"

Well, it's 3 a.m., I must be lonely
And Heaven she says, "Baby, well, I can't help
But be scared of it all sometimes"