Quarter Past Three Songtext
von Ellie Grace

Sun rise, black cab
I′m spralled out over the back
Trying to stop the world from spinning
The whole night is a blur
Just saw a girl throw up on the curb
Why won't my driver just stop talking?

Piccadilly lights shine
Through the window too bright
I just wanna call it a night

It′s quarter past three and I'm tired
My credit card has just expired
And I don't wanna pick up
These phone numbers I don′t recognise
Drunk and high and confused why
I ever came here alone tonight
It′s the same damn story every night


Cried with new friends
But they're always gone when the party ends
They always seem so nice in the bathroom stalls
But now my makeup looks a mess
And I can′t remember my address
Dear God I hope I make it home at all

How could I forget
The persistent sense of regret
And the thought that I'm about to die

It′s quarter past three and I'm tired
My credit card has just expired
And I don′t wanna pick up these phone numbers I don't recognise
Drunk and high and confused why
I ever came here alone tonight
It's the same damn story every night

I see my house drawing nearer
As I pay for my ride I ask him if I′ve ruined my life
Now I start to see clearer
Waiting for my change I say
′Tomorrow night you'll see me again′


It's quarter past three and I′m tired
My credit card has just expired
And I don't wanna pick up these phone numbers I don′t recognise
Drunk and high and confused why
I ever came here alone tonight
It's the same damn story every night
It's quarter past three and I′m tired
My credit card has just expired
And I don′t wanna pick up these phone numbers I don't recognise
Drunk and high and confused why
I ever came here alone tonight
It′s the same damn story every night