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