You look like Sundays with my exited breakfast
With your arms across your chest like a cross
She wore my trust around her neck till it hung her
My baby, she was clinically obsessed
Our identity was physical, but less
Every now and then her noise inside my head reenters
She said, I remember loving you
All of the good * and all the bad * too
Yeah, I remember hating you
All of the good * and all the bad * too

For all the right things you never tried to do
I remember needing you
Call me an addict to your elastic moods
I'm packing every memory that we made
In a suitcase
You're on a train I used to wreck
With a bullet train
So the least of my respect
I wish there was a shot
I could regret, but there isn't
Yeah, there were tongues I spoke in heat
That I never meant to say
Or meant to mean in the shop
But when I see her in my sleeping visions
She said, I remember loving you
All of the good * and all the bad * too
Yeah, I remember hating you
For all the right things you never tried to do
I remember needing you
Call me an addict to your elastic moods
I'm packing every memory that we made
In a suitcase
I know you hate it when I say I'm sorry
But I'm sorry
She said, I remember loving you
All of the good * and all the bad * too



Yeah, I remember hating you
For all the right things you never tried to do
I remember needing you
Call me an addict to your elastic moods
I'm packing every memory that we made
In a suitcase
In a suitcase
You look like Sundays with my egg-seated breakfast
With your arms across your chest like a cross
She wore my trust around her neck till it hung her
She said, I remember loving you