She says, it's cold outside and she hands me my raincoat
She's always worried about things like that
And 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

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 or sometimes
And the rain's gonna wash away I believe it

She's got a little bit of something and 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

And she says, baby, when it's 3 AM, I must be lonely
Well, heaven, she says, baby
Well, I can't help but be scared of it all or sometimes
And the rain's gonna wash away I believe it, yes

And 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, well, it's 3 AM, I must be lonely
Well, heaven, she says, baby
Well, I can't help but be scared of it all or sometimes
And the rain's gonna wash away I believe it, yes

When it's 3 AM, I must be lonely
Well, heaven, she says, baby
Well, I can't help but be scared of it all or sometimes