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