3 P.M.
Jean Paul Medroa
3 P.M.
(Ugh, uh-uh)
(Ugh, uh-uh)
I don't know what to do
My body is going to break down
I saw you again
Locked in your mind
And I forgot
To call my subconscious
And tell it that none of this is right
Because you know that if I keep going, I'll go crazy
Don't say anything else or I'll regret it
(Ugh, uh-uh)
(Ugh, uh-uh)
I don't understand why it's still like this
So don't be sad if you decided this
Don't say anything else or I'll regret it
Don't say anything else or I'll regret it
Don't say anything else or I'll regret it