Tribeca - 3:45 lyrics

I cry a bucket of tears and I pour it over myself I'm so sweet. They say I'm sick but I know I'm not, I'm just hit by the thing called love 3:45, 3:45 it's 3:45 when she calls I try to taste her with eyes wide shut but the feeling grows trough the skin. She's coming in, she's the one good thing, She's Serpico she's the thing 3:45, 3:45 it's 3:45 when she calls When she says "I love you," when I lose all of my control and bursts out in tears right there on the phone