Like a secret buried deep
A hidden promise that
I never meant to keep
like a spark beneath the coals
I always knew one day
I had to go
say goodbye
to the girl
who tried to please
lost her way
lost her ease
say goodbye
to the girl
I thought I knew
lost her way
lost what's true
Three o'clock in the morning
Sirens screaming up my street
Whining they won't go away
This part is complete
Three o'clock in the morning
feeling trapped feeling blue
the voices they won't go away
Leaving, I must do
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