Lyrics
Matchbox Twenty
She says it's cold outside and she hands me my raincoat
She's always worried about things like that
Well she says it's all gonna end and it might as well be my fault
And she only sleeps when its raining
And she screams, and her voice is straining
[Chorus]
And she says baby
It's 3am I must be lonely
When 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
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 its raining
And she screams, and her voice is straining
[Chorus]
Well, she believes that life isn't made up of all that you're used to
And the clock on the wall has been stuck at 3 for days, and days
She thinks that happiness is the mat that sits on her doorway
But outside its stopped raining
[Chorus]
Well it's 3am I must be lonely
Well hell, when she says baby
Well I can't help but be scared of it all sometimes.
Written by BATSON, MARK CHRISTOPHER / MATHERS, MARSHALL B. III / ELIZONDO, MICHAEL A. / LAWRENCE, TREVOR / PARKER, DAWAUN W. / YOUNG, ANDRE ROMELL
Published by Universal Music Publishing Group, EMI Music Publishing
Lyrics Provided By LyricFind Inc.
She says it's cold outside and she hands me my raincoat
She's always worried about things like that
Well she says it's all gonna end and it might as well be my fault
And she only sleeps when its raining
And she screams, and her voice is straining
[Chorus]
And she says baby
It's 3am I must be lonely
When 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
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 its raining
And she screams, and her voice is straining
[Chorus]
Well, she believes that life isn't made up of all that you're used to
And the clock on the wall has been stuck at 3 for days, and days
She thinks that happiness is the mat that sits on her doorway
But outside its stopped raining
[Chorus]
Well it's 3am I must be lonely
Well hell, when she says baby
Well I can't help but be scared of it all sometimes.
Written by BATSON, MARK CHRISTOPHER / MATHERS, MARSHALL B. III / ELIZONDO, MICHAEL A. / LAWRENCE, TREVOR / PARKER, DAWAUN W. / YOUNG, ANDRE ROMELL
Published by Universal Music Publishing Group, EMI Music Publishing
Lyrics Provided By LyricFind Inc.