quarter til

It's a quarter till disaster
On the corner there she stands
In her favorite dress with pockets
Holding flowers in her hands

At a quarter past disaster
On that corner she'll still stand
All those things you'll never ask her
Cause you went too fast around the bend



Credits
Writer(s): Molly Mcphaul, Kyle Torr Brown
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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