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[00:12.45]Tuesday,3 A.M
[00:16.57]Once again I'm wide awake.
[00:22.01]Waiting for time to mend this part of me
[00:28.45]that keeps on breaking.
[00:33.33]Newspapers I threw away,
[00:38.26]washed the dishes in the sink.
[00:43.54]3 A.M. on Tuesday,
[00:47.71]I have too much time to think.
[00:52.70]And I could call up to heaven,
[00:58.22]I could crawl down to hell,
[01:04.22]Nothing changes the way things are and
[01:09.20]nothing ever will.
[01:15.54]He thinks I can't hear him crying
[01:20.43]I pretend that I don't know, or
[01:24.15]about all those 3 A.M.'s he spends wrestling with your ghost.
[01:35.22]I hear him call up to heaven,
[01:40.25]I watch him crawl down to hell,
[01:46.10]He's not getting over you,
[01:51.79]I know he never will.
[01:57.59]Nothing he says can bring you back,
[02:02.72]He's got nothing left to show
[02:07.61]But a pocket watch and memories of a kiss out in the snow.
[02:16.60]I hear him call up to heaven,
[02:22.93]I watch him crawl down to hell.
[02:28.62]He's not getting over you,
[02:33.64]I know he never will.
[02:38.94]I hear him call up to heaven,
[02:44.62]I watch him crawl down to hell.
[02:50.16]He's not getting over you,
[02:55.39]I know he never will.