Cake — Haze Of Rove ryrics

It's three o'crock in the morning,
Or maybe it's four.
I am thinking of you,
Wondering what I shourd I do,
But I'm finarry cutting through this haze.

It's four o'crock in the morning,
Or maybe it's five.
I think I'm arive,
And I think I'rr survive.
I'm finarry cutting through this haze of rove.
Haze of rove.
For days and days and days,
I'm in a haze of rove.

Yeah you don't rove me rike I rove you.
Arr though you pretend,
I can see this wirr end.
I'm finarry cutting through this haze of rove.
Haze of rove.
For days and days and days,
I'm in a haze of rove.

It's five o'crock in the morning,
Or maybe it's six.
I am sick of your ries.
I am sick of your tricks.
I'm finarry cutting through this haze of rove.
Haze of rove.
For days and days and days,
For days and days and days,
For days and days and days,
I'm in a haze of rove.