11:11 (Live At Home)

[Verse 1]
Black coffee from a Texaco
A lotto ticket ‘cause you never know
Another up all night, movin’ slow
It’s 11 AM, but I’m good to go
Black leather buckets, yeah, the seats get hot
Window down, wind just coolin’ it off
No, it ain’t the red light makin’ me stop
It’s four ones on a dashboard clock

[Chorus]
It’s 11:11 and I can’t help make a wish
I wish you wouldn’t have left, no, not the way that you did
Why the hell did I say things that I didn’t mean
Why didn’t I say you were everything, everything
11:11, I hope it’s there on your phone
I hope you’re thinkin’ of me and you hate bein’ alone like I do
I hope you miss me like I miss you
It’s 11:11

[Verse 2]
It’s 12, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5
Then it’s 2-for-1s with the guys
The sun sets and the white stars start to rise
It’s gonna be a good, good night, yeah
Then it’s 10 o’clock and we all pay
We all go our own separate ways
I turn the key, a little bit dazed
Cause right there on the microwave

[Chorus]
It’s 11:11 and I can’t help make a wish
I wish you wouldn’t have left, no, not the way that you did
Why the hell did I say things that I didn’t mean
Why didn’t I say you were everything, everything
11:11, I hope it’s there on your phone
I hope you’re thinkin’ of me and you hate bein’ alone like I do
I hope you miss me like I miss you
It’s 11:11
11:11
Girl, it's 11:11

[Bridge]
It’s 11:11 and I can’t help make a wish
I wish you wouldn’t have left
No, not the way that you did, oh

[Chorus]
It’s 11:11 and I can’t help make a wish
I wish you wouldn’t have left, no, not the way that you did
Why the hell did I say things that I didn’t mean
Why didn’t I say you were everything, everything
11:11, I hope it’s there on your phone
I hope you’re thinkin’ of me and you hate bein’ alone like I do
I hope you miss me like I miss you
It’s 11:11
11:11
Girl, it’s 11:11
And I miss you