it’s 3 am and i’m thinking of you
the smell of your sweatshirt and your huge smile too
the walk to my house at 1:32
the kisses you gave me before i knew

it’s 3am and i’m thinking of you
you said she was nothing you would pursue
but you and she still had a rendezvous
and now i’m sitting here with tears in my eyes that i’ve burst into

it’s 3am and i’m thinking of you
the mistakes i made and the chances you blew
i wish we could go back to before we fell through
but now i’m sitting here feeling simply blue