Since you've been gone
I've been losing track of time
Days turn into nights
Without me even realizing

Empty bottles
Keeping me company
I'm stuck in this room
With ghosts that look like you and me

I'm lost in time
I don't know if it's day or night
If it's Tuesday or Friday
If that light outside is Moon or sunlight

Three AM again
That's the hour that reminds me
That you're not here
Three AM again

I broke all the picture frames
Tore apart your drawings too
I don't want to paint or write
'Cause my inspiration was you

I'm not even trying
'Cause trying without you
Makes the right things feel so wrong
And I'd rather stay lost and numb

Three AM again
That's the hour that reminds me
That you're not here
Three AM again