Sometimes, i must warn you
When i'm watching the news
And there's been some car crash
It makes me think of you
You're not part of my problems
You're not late anymore
You're not looking for answers
I should've given you before
I am through with my sweetheart;
Close the schools, ring the bells
I loved her like a drummer
Would have loved a ba**girl
Be with her all the fortunes
Treat her well oh my god
Do as you please
But don't ever send her back
Don't send her back
Send her back
Sometimes, i must tell you
When i'm watching the news
And there's been some car crash
It makes me think of you