She said it's cold outside and she hand me my raincoat She's always worried about things like that She said it's all gonna end, 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 lonelier Well she says baby Well I can't help but be scared of it all sometimes And 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 she's got it all, 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 Well, it's 3 a.m. I must be lonelier Well, heaven she says baby, I am, yeah Well I can't help but be scared of it all sometimes And the rain's gonna wash away I believe, yes Well, she believes that life isn't made up of all it's used to And the clock on the wall has been stuck at three for days, and days, and days She thinks that happiness is a mat that sits on her doorway, yeah But outside it stopped raining And, she says baby Well, it's 3 a.m. I must be lonelier Well, heaven she says baby, I am, yeah Well I can't help but be scared of it all sometimes And the rain's gonna wash away I believe, yes Well, it's 3 a.m. I must be lonelier Well, heaven she says baby Well I can't help but be scared of it all sometimes And the rain's gonna wash away I believe this