And he hands me a raincoat
He's always worried about things like that

He said, "it's all gonna end
And it might as well be my fault"
And he only sleeps when it's raining
And he screams, and her voice is straining

And he says, "baby, it's 3 a.m., I must be lonely"
And he says, "baby, well, I can't help
But be scared of it all sometimes
And the rain's gonna wash away what I believe in"