Baby, I know you're not satisfied with me I've packed your bags alphabetically
So it's easy to leave
You know that I love
I love to stay
Running after your car as you drive
You're driving away
And I love you, it hurts to admit that
And I hate you, I'll always take you back
And I miss you, like I'm missing a lung
And I'd write about you, it's already sung
It's already done
It's already done
Already done
It's already done