Miss Missing You by Flickerstick
Tell me again what you came to see
On the Sunday you stood down the hall waiting on me
I'm as broke as a painter down in Soho, don't want you to see
Maybe I pretend and I'm alone, I just want you here with me
'cause I miss missing you
And I miss missing you
Strangers eyes all look like yours, it's hard to look away
But every time I try to count the days, overworked and underpaid
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