3 O'clock, it was a sunny afternoon
I was walkin' home from work
They let me go too soon
She looked up
She had a smile upon her face
I was swept up by her grace
And she said, 'How are you? '
Now I speculate
That I wasn't doin' great
But I said that I was fine
And I went upstairs to lose my mind
3am, I was alone in our room
looked out the window saw the moon
She should have been home soon
6am she had a bruise upon her face
As she gave me an embrace
She said, 'How are you? '
Now I speculate
That I wasn't doin' great
But I said that I was fine
And I closed my eyes lose my mind
3 o'clock, it was a sunny afternoon
I was walkin' home from work
But I got home too soon
He looked up
He had a smile upon his face
She had her head hung in disgrace
And she said, 'How are you? '
Now I speculate
That I wasn't doing great
But I said that I was fine
And I went upstairs to lose my mind
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