Hey it's menI know it's 3 AMnI'm sayin' pleasenPick up the phonenI'm all alone and need a friendnAnd I'm so gratefulnAnd you're so tired of menYou hold me nownI promise to let go when you leavennWake up earlynBut hide away for the daysnThe sun won't burn menAs long as I can see your facennAnd take all these bad dreamsnAnd make them yours tonightnIf that's all you've got to givenI guess nothing will make this rightnI'll call it wasted timennTaste these teardropsnMy bitter trail in the windnAnd are you happy?n'Cause I'm so scarednAfraid of losing againnnTake all these bad dreamsnMake them yours tonightnIf that's all you've got to givenI guess nothing will make this rightnI'll call it wasted timenI'll call it wasted timenI'll call it wasted timenn