Texty: Caitlin Cary. Second Option.

I don't wanna be your second option
I don't wanna be your after thought
I don't wanna know the plans you make
If they're not with me then call 'em off, call 'em off

I've been alone on a Sunday, baby
I've been alone on a Monday
I've been alone too many days, baby
Don't you ever doubt it when I learn to live without it
I'll be gone, gone

I don't wanna know where you'll be going
I don't wanna see the clothes you wear
I don't wanna hear the fuss you make
If it's not for me then I don't care, I don't care

I've been alone on a Sunday, baby
I've been alone on a Monday
I've been alone too many days, baby
Don't you ever doubt it when I learn to live without it
I'll be gone, gone, gone

The leaves on the trees are lonely
The stars wanna shine
If you don't care let go of me
Too cruel to be kind, cruel to be kind

And I don't wanna hang on your pretty hook
I don't wanna wait another day
I'm the biggest fish in your shallow water
Always be the one who got away, got away

I've been alone on Sunday, baby
I've been alone on a Monday
I've been alone too many days, baby
Don't you ever doubt it when I learn to live without it
I'll be gone, gone, gone

And I've been alone on Sunday, baby
I've been alone on a Monday