3AM
It's three AM at the bar right now
Been trying to talk to you for a while
Tried smuggeling some words
Before stumbling outside

I guess it's time to part

It was Silvy's birthday
And we were going to see Thomas Ruff
You supposed to be coming over for dinner
So we could make amends as we should

You sounded off on the phone
I couldn't keep my tongue
Love, what's wrong?
I tried to swallow my words
But you swallowed me whole

I guess it's time to part

Woke up with a punch drunk hand
And a wandering heart
With you telling me you wanted to talk
Because last night was a strange time to end our start