its 3 in the morning, and my chest is threatening to swallow me whole
its the time of night when the truth comes out, the sadness envelopes my soul
i found it hard to drift away at midnight, i couldn't bring myself to sleep
i twisted and turned and counted,  but all i had were my black sheep.

funny how you find your way into my deepest darkest thoughts
i wonder if  you were afraid of being forgotten, i will forget you not
when i began to think of all my regrets, i can’t help but think of you
i wish i could go back in time, change a thing or two.

i remember feeling off, before i got the news
what happens to loved ones often isn't what we choose
i catch myself sometimes, staring at the door
waiting for you to walk through, over the spot where my heart fell to the floor.

its 3 in the morning, and i wish you broke my heart
i wish you ripped it out and tore it up, piece by piece apart
i think it would be easier that way, to know it was a choice
and maybe sometimes if i was lucky, i’d still get to hear your voice.

its been years now, but i still think of you every day
if you’d see how much i've grown, i’d wonder what you’d say
as time moves on slowly, my wounds begin to mend
but i can’t help but wonder what life would be like with my friend.