You said one day I would catch a break And said it like it was a fluke You said one day I would celebrate The day I fell in love with you So I told you, you should grieve the night And mourn the stars above That those who hate Los Angeles Have never been in love No day, no time No witnesses, no crime So I'll leave matches in our hotel room I hope to burn away the sight of you And as the sun sets over Hollywood I have nothing else to do So I wrote down a list of all the things We've never spoken of And I wrote "Man, I hate Los Angeles" And I've never been in love No day, no time No witnesses, no crime