3 A.M. - The Yawpers

But they let you down in the end

I’ve seen the end of lovers

I’ve seen the end of friends

They’re all enemies in the bedroom

And even more reside up stairs

You’re so far beyond self-control

It’s been this way for years

I’ve soaked myself in alcohol

I’ve worshiped every idol

I’ve pissed on every monument

I’ve prayed to Oskar Wilde

I sent my sense of self worth

You can sign for it COD

This mea culpa bullshit is bringing me down

Maybe tomorrow will bring me one more day of sun

No consequence, no self-reflection, just living on the run

Well they’re coming for your money, they’re coming for you skin

I can hear them through the darkness sitting here at 3am

In a world of dull reflections

Where the wounded walk on ice

Where the care of perfect strangers

Is as strange as paradise

Can you love me without touching

4Can you help me without love

I can’t imagine someone close enough

Maybe tomorrow will bring me one more day of sun

No consequence, no self-reflection, just living on the run

Well maybe I’ll turn to Jesus, maybe I’ll cash it all in

I can feel the darkness coming, sitting here at 3am

It’s coming It’s coming Kill me