A Quarter to Three Lyrics—Sleater-Kinney Lyrics—

It’s one a.m you haven’t called
it must be four wherever you are
And the photo booth strip,
and the letter you wrote
they feel like nothing I could hold
Nothing bad, nothing free
there’s nothing left
for me to feel
It’s like goin’ to bed at a quarter to three
Finally tired, finally empty
Should I be up to play the game
back and forth get back at me
And my confidence fell and I feel so mad
tell me whose side are you on?
It’s like goin’ to pieces could fix everything
At this point I’m really me
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SLEATER-KINNEY,
A QUARTER TO THREE Lyrics—,
1999,

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