It's four o'clock, the rain has stopped, He's in too deep here and out of luck
And his old friends, they left the spot Because of the little time he's got I'd bet they ever warned him though
If you can't give her her space We're afraid it's too late You got to let her go now Or we can't help you, brother
All he thinks, "the love is gone The broken-hearted they must be strong"
Well there's this yearning in the stomach Pain and doubt 'bout why she done it And pride that tells him to shut up
If you're willing to fight Then you'll make it alright You just got to let her go now Or we can't help you, brother