Thinkin' bout her

I keep thinkin' 'bout her
I keep thinkin' 'bout her
I keep thinkin' 'bout
How she hated everything about me
And how she ruined everything in my life

I'd be driving and I'd play my favorite song
She would mock me when I'd try and sing along
Not in a fun sort of flirty sort of way
More a disgusted sort of bitchy sort of way

She said there's not even a melody to this song
I said it's fun at the show when you scream along
She said it's not music
She said it makes her sick
I said, oh, no, this is where I came from

I keep thinkin' 'bout her
I keep thinkin' 'bout her
I keep thinkin' 'bout
How she hated everything about me
And how she ruined everything in my life

I keep thinkin bout her
(I keep thinkin bout her)
I keep thinkin bout her
And how she hated everything about me
And how she ruined everything in my life

I tried to take her out and hang with the people I know
And she never ever wanted to go
Not in a sweet sort of timid sort of way
More a judgemental sort of stuck up sort of way

She said I don't understand what you see in them
I said you don't got to be a saint to be my friend
Some have popped stars
Some have stolen cars
And I'd still pick any of them over you

I keep thinkin' 'bout her
I keep thinkin' 'bout her
I keep thinkin' 'bout
How she hated everything about me
And how she ruined everything in my life

I keep thinkin' 'bout her
(I keep thinkin' 'bout her)
I keep thinkin' 'bout her
And how she hated everything about me
And how she ruined everything in my life

I'm proud of me
Proud of what I've done
Proud of who I am
Yeah, I'm proud to be a man

Yeah, I'm proud of me
Proud of where I've been
Proud of leaving you
Yeah, I'd do it all again