Sing/Follow/Roll Your Eyes to the instrumental here.
Hello. It’s me.
I was wondering if after all these tickets here you’d like to meet.
To go over, everything.
They say I got another ticket ,
But I don’t know what I’ve done wrong.
Hello, can you hear me?
I’m in the commuter lot dreaming about what this used to be
When we were younger and construction free
I’ve forgotten how it felt before the pink slip on my Jeep.
There’s such a difference between us
And zero smiles.
Hello from my illegal spot.
I must have called a thousand times
To tell you I’m sick of having nowhere to park.
But when I call you never seem to really care.
Hello from my illegal spot.
At least I can say that I’ve tried
To tell you I’m sick of, these new parking rules.
But it don’t matter. It clearly doesn’t tear you apart, anymore.
Hello, how are you?
It’s so typical of me to be late to class, I’m sorry
I hope that you’re well
Did you ever think of not writing me a ticket, like has that ever happened?
And it’s no secret that the both of us
Are running out of patience.
So, hello from my illegal spot.
I must have called a thousand times
To tell you I’m sick of having nowhere to park.
But when I call you never seem to really care.
Hello from my illegal spot.
At least I can say that I’ve tried
To tell you I’m sick of, these new parking rules.
But it don’t matter. It clearly doesn’t tear you apart, anymore.
Hello from my illegal spot.
I must have called a thousand times
To tell you I’m sick of having nowhere to park.
But when I call you never seem to really care.
Hello from my illegal spot.
At least I can say that I’ve tried
To tell you I’m sick of, these new parking rules.
But it don’t matter. It clearly doesn’t tear you apart, anymore.