3 A.M.

Losing focus
And now it's three in the morning
I can't control it
It comes without a warning

And now I'm wide awake
But it is so quiet
Am I lonely?
Or do I like it?

It happens like all the time
The peace I feel inside walks a thin red line
Talking about it all night
Doesn't seem to help my mind

Nobody understands the feeling that I have
Even if they did, what does it even matter?
This feels like it's my own disaster

And I don't want to know exactly what it is
The chemical imbalance that lets my heart tune into the world
I'll be more sane in the morning

Losing focus
And now it's three in the morning
I can't control it
It comes without a warning

And now I'm wide awake
But it is so quiet
Am I lonely?
Or do I like it?

Do I like it?
It's three in the morning
It's three in the morning

It's three in the morning
(It's three in the morning)