I hate that red wine sunset dropping down from Heaven Holding up that jet stream 747 you're on Making you long gone I hate that West Coast angel town wave crash city All the bright light nights helping you get busy moving on I won't take long I hate that old front door, I let you walk out of Hate the California king where we made love Hate the drink in this cup, hate the next one too I hate that cracked screen phone, you're not picking up Hate the way midnight keeps kicking up memories Like a maze, I can't get through But I still love you I still love you I hate that top down Malibu highway winding With the wind in your hair, Ray-Ban sun shining in your eyes Where it never rains and tears don't cry I hate that old front door, I let you walk out of Hate the California king where we made love Hate the drink in this cup, hate the next one too I hate that cracked screen phone, you're not picking up Hate the way midnight keeps kicking up Memories like a maze I can't get through But I still love you I still love you (you, ooh) ♪ Mm I still love you, mmm Hate the red wine sunset dropping down That West Coast angel town And that top down Malibu I hate that 747 you're on Those bright light nights got you moving on Those memories I can't get through I still love you (oh, oh) I still love you, hey, oh (oh) (Oh) I hate that 747 you're on (that 747 you're on) That West Coast angel town And that top down Malibu