Sarah Bernstein - Till 3am Lyrics

I tore out the pages
For the month of July
Guess I'm still slightly bitter
Don't you know it's impolite
Not to say goodbye?

Must've mistaken
The truth for a lie
And now I know that silence
Is the worst kind of reply

But you don't owe me anything
And I have a tendency
To read into things
But I've never felt such chemistry
Maybe it's coincidence
Maybe it's just in my head
All I know is
I'm not talking to my friends
Till 3am
Till 3am

I used to wonder
What you'd say if you knew
But God, it's much more painful
Knowing that you do
And still don't care
What was I expecting?
Did I really think
That you would trade your universe
In exchange for me?

But you don't owe me anything
And I have a tendency
To read into things
But I've never felt such chemistry
Maybe it's coincidence
Maybe it's just in my head
All I know is
I'm not talking to my friends
Till 3am
Till 3am

Tell me, was it real?
Tell me, was it real?
Tell me, was it real?

Was it messing with your head
Make you second guess
Did you ever feel

Anything at all
Anything at all
Anything at all

Did you ever feel?
Was it even real?

You don't owe me anything
And I have a tendency
To read into things
But I've never felt such chemistry
Maybe it's coincidence
Maybe it's just in my head
All I know is
I'm not talking to my friends
Till 3am

Till 3am

No, I'm not talking to my friends

Till 3am

No, I'm not talking to my friends

Till 3am
3am
3am

I tore out the pages
For the month of July
Guess I'm still slightly bitter