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