“ 

It’s one am, you haven’t called
It must be four, wherever you are
And the photo booth strip
And the letter you wrote
Feel like nothing I could hold

Nothing bad, nothing free
Nothing left for me to feel
It’s like going to bed at a quarter to three
Finally tired, finally empty

I stay up late, to play the game
Back and forth, back at me
Confidence fell and I feel so mad
Tell me whose side are you on?

Nothing bad, nothing free
Nothing left for me to feel
It’s like going to pieces could fix everything
At this point I’m really me

Nothing bad, nothing free
Nothing left for me to feel
It’s like going to bed at a quarter to three
Finally tired, finally empty
Finally tired, finally empty

 ”

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[In no particular order]

My favourite Sleater-Kinney tracks. #19 ‘Quarter To Three’ (The Hot Rock)

Lyrics by Sleater-Kinney