She said, "It's cold outside"   And she hands me a raincoat   She's always worried about things like that      She said, "It's all gonna end   And it might as well be my fault"   And she only sleeps when it's raining   And she screams, and her voice is straining      And she says, "Baby, it's 3 a.m., I must be lonely"   And she says, "Baby, well, I can't help   But be scared of it all sometimes   And the rain's gonna wash away what I believe in"      She's got a little bit of something   God, it's better than nothing   And in the colour of portrait world   She thinks that she's got it all      And she swears that the moon   Don't hang quiet as high as it used to   And she only sleeps when it's raining   And she screams, and her voice is straining      And she says, "Baby, it's 3 a.m., I must be lonely"   Well, Heaven she says, "Baby, well, I can't help   But be scared of it all sometimes   And the rain's gonna wash away what I believe in"      She believes that life isn't made up   Of all that she used to   And the clock on the wall   Has been stuck at 3 for days and days      She thinks that happiness   Is a mat that sits on her doorway   But outside it's stopped raining      And she says, "Baby, it's 3 a.m., I must be lonely"   Well, Heaven she says, "Baby, well, I can't help   But be scared of it all sometimes   And the rain's gonna wash away what I believe in"      Well, it's 3 a.m., I must be lonely   And Heaven she says, "Baby, well, I can't help   But be scared of it all sometimes"