كلمات 3 AM

Hand over hand over hand for the win She's closer she knows her way around it I don't want to ever see you Want to see you go I don't ever have to tell you You already know Was it meant to be? Try again, we'll see Nothing left to see here Divvy up the numbers No one's making sense at all Nothing left to see here Divvy up the numbers No one's making sense at all It's like I told you It doesn't hold up If you know how it ends So much older It was over before it began I don't want to ever see you Want to see you go I don't ever have to tell you You already know Was it meant to be? Try again, we'll see There's nothing left to see here Divvy up the numbers No one's making sense at all Nothing left to see here Divvy up the numbers No one's making sense at all