nita whitaker - tuesday 3:00am lyrics
tuesday, 3 am
once again i’m wide awake.
waiting for time to mend this heart of mine,
that keeps on breaking.
newspapers i throw away
wash the dishes in the sink
3am, on tuesday
i have to much time to think.
i could call out to heaven i could crawl down through h-ll
nothing will change the way they are, and nothing every will
he thinks i can’t hear him cry
i pretend i don’t know all about all the those 3 am’s he spend wrestling with your ghost.
i hear him call out to heaven, i watch him crawl down through h-ll
he not can’t get over you
i know he never will
nothing he says can bring you back
he’s got nothing left to show
but a pocket watch and memories
for that kiss out in the snow
i hear him call out to heaven, i watch him crawl down through h-ll
he not can’t get over you
i know he never will
i hear him call out to heaven, i watch him crawl down through h-ll
he not can’t get over you
i know he never will.
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