3am

Intro 
C E Am F C E F 
C E Am D C E F 
C E Am D C E F 

 
C      E                    Am          F 
Lately I think I've made it out of this maze 
                 C         E            Am           F 
But you're still pacing my brain at odd times of the day 
      C            E           Am          F 
Never been this obsessive, and it's slowly killing me 
     C           E               Am 
Next time that I see you, once I learn how to speak 
N.C. 
I'd tell you 
 

 
C       E     Am      D 
I don't wanna talk anymore 
     C E         F 
It's 3am, can we just lay on your floor? 
       C          E         Am            D              C 
'Cause maybe it's better if we just don't think about tomorrow 
     E        F 
Just wanna be yours 
 

 
       C         E          Am               F N.C. 
Concentration is shot, everything tastes the same 
          C          E         Am                F 
Hate this version of me, but I don't know how to change 
    C            E                  Am               F 
You said, "no attachments," tell my friends that I'm fine 
        C         E     N.C. 
But I'm pacing my room, therapizing these lines 
N.C. 
(shit!) 
 

 
C       E     Am      D 
I don't wanna talk anymore 
     C E         F 
It's 3am, can we just lay on your floor? 
       C          E         Am            D               C 
'Cause maybe it's better if we just don't think about tomorrow 
     E        F 
Just wanna be yours  

{Instrumental} 
C E F G Am Gaug F 
C E Am D C E F 


 
   C                                      G 
If I could freeze time outside of the bar 
     F                                            G 
When you took my hand, was counting my cards, thinking 
   Am 
No way I lucked out, this never happened before 
           G 
And now it feels like nothing's real anymore 
C 
(Hey), did you know (did you know?) 
    G       F 
You got me feeling crazy; I could fix you if you let me 

(Just say the word) 
Am 
Breathe it all in, just as you tell me it's over 
      G 
Now I play all the pieces back like overexposure, oh 
 

 
C       E     Am    D 
I don't wanna think anymore 
     C E         F 
It's 3am, I'm an insomniac on my floor 
C           E                 Am               D 
Blood in my mouth, I'm biting down on straight silver 
      C           E                    F 
In my mind you're ambrosia, taste like glamour and glitter, yeah 
N.C. 
Sometimes I wish I could go back in time 
   C              E       F 
To before you met her and I could have called you mine 
F 
(I could have called you mine) 
C              E             Am          D 
Ran through my brain, left a hole in the screen 
   C           E         F 
Oh why does it feel like I'm still stuck at seventeen?