Tuesday, 3:00am

[00:07.09] Tuesday, 3 am
[00:17.25] Once again I'm wide awake.
[00:21.34] Waiting for time to mend this heart of mine,
[00:28.11] That keeps on breaking.
[00:32.33] Newspapers I throw away
[00:38.16] Wash the dishes in the sink
[00:43.45] 3am, on Tuesday
[00:47.75] I have to much time to think.
[00:52.50] I could call out to heaven I could crawl down through hell
[01:03.16] Nothing will change the way they are, and nothing every will
[01:15.10] He thinks I can't hear him cry
[01:22.29] I pretend I don't know all about all the those 3 am's he spend wrestling with your ghost.
[01:34.36] I hear him call out to heaven, I watch him crawl down through hell
[01:45.48] He not can't get over you
[01:51.77] I know he never will
[01:58.02] Nothing he says can bring you back
[02:03.02] He's got nothing left to show
[02:08.37] But a pocket watch and memories
[02:12.96] For that kiss out in the snow
[02:18.14] I hear him call out to heaven, I watch him crawl down through hell
[02:28.96] He not can't get over you
[02:34.61] I know he never will
[02:39.86] I hear him call out to heaven, I watch him crawl down through hell
[02:50.78] He not can't get over you
[02:56.26] I know he never will.
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