Still awake at 3 am Listening to a mellow song Waiting for the sun to rise Holding back the tears in my eyes
Still up at 3 am Doing some flashback What happened to us A love that I fully trust
Still sleepless at 3 am "It's not you it's me" your voice still echoing My heart was ripped in thousand pieces And seems was drop into different places
Still not in bed at 3 am Holding a bottle of beer Wishing it can help me heal Hoping it can erase what I feel
Still wide awake at 3 am Maybe it just don't fit right at all Waiting for the sun to rise for me to traces To start anew and pick up... my broken heart pieces...