i am never on time unless i am on your time my watch says the wrong time, all of the time i’m wrong
don’t raise your voice to me i don’t care, i’ll probably cry and feel bad about feeling bad why can’t you just be nice? but i guess that’s too much to ask
and the older i get, the more i care about what people say and i thought it wasn’t supposed to be that way i don’t know
i am never on time unless i am on your time my watch says the wrong time, all of the time i’m wrong
and i hate everything that you love and i’m afraid you’re just the hook caught on my sleeve i’m afraid it’s my time to leave we both know i oughta go