You hit me in the morning Said yesterday was boring When they heard you call me Must have already been sleeping Always the excuses My autumn blue in bruises Yes he’s holding his breath Hoping what he’s thinking Ain’t know what the truth is No more Past 12 and you telling me you gotta go Go out tomorrow morning gonna catch a seizure now Come on tell me tell me tell me gotta know Everybody and their momma knows Don’t tell Truman Please just play along Cause she might go go go If she knows No Don’t tell Truman This might be my final song Love might go go go If she knows No