11:11

Black coffee from a Texaco
 A lotto ticket cause you never know
 Another up all night, moving slow
 It's 11AM but I'm good to go
 Black leather buckets, yeah the seats get hot
 Window down wind just cooling it off
 No it ain't the red light making me stop
 It's four ones on the dashboard clock
 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 thinking of me and you, there being alone
 Like I do, I hope you miss me like I miss you
 It's 11:11
 It's 12, one two three four five
 Then it's two for ones 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, little bit dated it's
 Right there on the microwaves
 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 thinking of me and you, there being alone
 Like I do, I hope you miss me like I miss you
 It's 11:11
 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
 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 thinking of me and you, there being alone
 Like I do, I hope you miss me like I miss you
 It's 11:11
 Yeah it's 11:11
 Oh it's 11:11
 And I miss you