Three in the Morning

It's three in the morning

I'm drunk again

The light in my bedroom is my only friend

I'm so god damn tired

I can't close my eyes

It's three in the morning and you're on my mind

I guess I'm just lonesome

Guess I'm just scared

That the more that I look for the less will be there

I guess I just miss you

How it used to be

But the past is no longer a part of my scene

At three in the morning

I wish it'd be

My legs have grown weary

My body is sore

Been up all night drinking and I'll go back for more

Now I don't hear nothing

But the sweet melody

Of a song that was playing while you were kissing me

I guess I'm just lonesome

Guess I'm just scared

That the more that I look for the less will be there

I guess I just miss you

How it used to be

But the past is no longer a part of my scene

At three in the morning

I wish it'd be

Just open your eyes

To the good times

Just open your heart

For one last time

I guess I'm just lonesome

Guess I'm just scared

That the more that I look for the less will be there

I guess I just miss you

How it used to be

But the past is no longer a part of my scene

At three in the morning

At three in the morning

I wish it'd be