[Verse 1]
Car full of flowers on the shoulder
I ask if you feel older yet
In the front seat, leaning over
The map where you draw your last breath
[Chorus]
3 p.m. is a terrible time to die
It's much better to go out in the morning
[Verse 2]
We carved our bodies in the wet grass
And wondered how long they would last
The blades bend backward in some protest
I ask if you feel sorry yet
[Chorus]
3 p.m. is a terrible time to die
It's much better to go out in the morning
3 p.m. is a terriblе time to die
It's much bettеr to go out in the morning