It's 3:00 am
And I still can't sleep
I still smell like you
And it's driving me mad
Oh, the sweet delirium of caffeine
I'm jittering and plotting
Plotting how to see you again
It's 3:02 am
And I still can't sleep
Every word you've ever said
Is madly shuffled in my brain
Secrets in public place--the irony
Oh, I'm longing for you now
It's so difficult to think at this hour
It's 3:04 am
And I still can't sleep
Now I'm thinking about 'us'
We're both just skeletons
Clothed in tan skin
Your skeleton is just larger
But my skin still smells like you.