Quarter Past The Hour

Calling you out, to take it on
I don’t mind
Ruling it out, do what you want
I don’t mind
I guess I don’t have time
Hold me baby up
Quarter past the hour
And my body’s closed
All in a doubt
Do what you want
I don’t mind
Calling you out
For who you are
One more time
I guess I don’t have time
Thought I could, do you
So sweet, so sweet
Thought I did, do you
So sweet, so sweet
I guess I don’t have time