Three a m, time gets stuck again
Ticking turns to whispered words, tick, faith, tock, doubt
Turn the clock to face the wall, turn me inside out
Anything to stop this whisper becoming a shout
I know the dam won't break, I'm just waiting, just waiting
Three a m, dripping tap again
Little drips of pain, bleeding me grey
Turning tight the tap turn tight the tourniquet
Anything to keep this flood from dragging me away
Yeah, I know the dam won't break, I'm just waiting, just waiting
Three a m, dark in the kitchen again
Dull-edged knives inviting me to carve a little light
Knuckles white on the table's edge, riding out the night
Anything to keep me from deciding that I might
And I know the dam won't break, I'm just waiting, just waiting