[bad word] I was the last to know 
Took the stage then you stole the show 
Another unsuspecting sunday afternoon 
I was captured by that stare 
Now I'm shattered, but I don't care 
And the people walking by don't have a clue 

That I kissed your face 
Till the sun was in our eyes 
Till the afternoon arrived 
And I can't explain 
Last night I saw the fireworks 
The kind of pain that never hurts 
The one you hate to love is made for you 
Another unsuspecting Sunday afternoon 

Monday is a funny thing 
Still waiting for the phone to ring 
Will my imagination take it slow 
After Saturday, my life is changed 
In a moment it was rearranged 
Strange how easy it is letting go 
And I miss your face 
Like the sun was in my eyes 
And now [bad word] blind 

And I can't explain 
Last night I saw the fireworks 
The kind of pain that never hurts 
The one you hate to love is made for you 
Another unsuspecting Sunday afternoon 

This sweet relief 
Unexpected things 
Is this the end or only the beginning 

I miss your face 
Like the sun was in my eyes 
Like the afternoon 
Now [bad word] blind [bad word] blind) 
I can't explain (can't explain) 

Last night I saw the fireworks 
the kind of pain that never hurts 
The one you hate to love that's made for you 
Another unsuspecting Sunday afternoon 
Another unsuspecting Sunday afternoon