11 o'clock on a Sunday morning
Driving down I-5
And I know it's time to praise the Lord
But you called my phone
You sent me a list
Ten things you hate
Hate about me
Oh I'm knees asking what do I do
To save me and you
You could've asked how are you, ooh
Or what you doin' today
Instead you said you don't love me
Anymore
Not the thousand miles between
Just your shitty and dreams
And why did they have to get in the way
Of you and me
You could've asked how are you, ooh
Or what you doin' today
Instead you said goodbye
It's okay I'm better alone