She said it's cold outside

And she hands me my raincoat

She's always worried about things like that

She said it's all gonna end, and it might as well be my fault

She only sleeps when it's raining

And she screams and her voice is straining

She says, "Baby

It's 3 a.m., I must be lonely"

And 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"

Well, she's got a little bit of something

God, it's better than nothing

And in her color portrait world

She believes that she's got it 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

She says, "Baby

It's 3 a.m., I must be lonely"

And 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"

Well, she believes her life is made up of all that she's used to

And the clock on the wall has been stuck at three for days and days

She thinks that happiness is a mat that sits on her doorway

But outside, it's stopped raining

Yeah, and she says, "Baby

It's 3 a.m., I must be lonely"

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 it"

Well, it's 3 a.m., I must be lonely

Well heaven, she says, "Baby

Well, I can't help but be scared of it all sometimes"