Rock, Post Grunge, folk,
Musical Tourettes: Fuck Categories
Lyrics
Quarter Past Four
Awake in the night, quarter past four
There’s no one here, a shirt on the floor
And the stench on the pillow is so familiar
Yet it’s fading
A picture on the T.V. to remind me of you
Of why my heart still revolves to you
We are Siamese twins with a serrated knife
A ghost in the hall
And you think that this shit still means something to me
But I’d toss it all if you understood me
And I hope now you’re happy now that you’ve gone away
You’re moving on and I’m left here all alone
Whenever I shut my eyes then you appear
Somewhat erotic and some of it fear
I guess it all lies in the way we play the game
I must have lost
Head in the lions mouth
I lost it again
You still mean something to me
But I’d give you everything if you understood me
And to see you with her now that you’ve gone away
You’re moving on and I’m left here all alone
All alone
