What is the feelin' takin' over? Thinkin' no one could open my door Surprise, It's time To feel what's real What happened to Miss Independent? No more the need to be defensive Goodbye, old you When love is true Miss independent

I need a little bit more Don't promise me tonight without tomorrow, too You gotta know what it's like Don't say you miss me when you don't call Don't say you love me unless you do I know you been here before I've been waiting, I've been patient But I

I know I don't take you to heaven anymore It's nothing like before I can tell by the way you love me In the middle of a sleepless night Got a feeling and it just ain't right The feeling just grows in my mind Something's missing in the way we kiss Never

Yeah, I know that I let you down Is it too late to say I'm sorry now? 'Cause I'm missing more than just your body I'm sorry, yeah Sorry, yeah Yeah, is it too late now to say sorry? Oh, is it too late now to say sorry?

I can't be bothered to miss you anymore Month 12, day 31, and hour 24 I used to think if I missed hard enough You'd come back for sure But I can't be bothered now to miss you anymore It's not like I don't have tears to cry Such memories, so little time

Lovin' me with your whole heart And two Mississippi, we scream Three Mississippi, you're gone Sayin' that you're done, you don't want it no more Like nothin' ever happened at all One Mississippi, you're here To watch each other fall apart And four

Like a soul without a mind In a body without a heart I'm missing every part Really hurt me baby, really hurt me baby You're the book that I have opened And now I've got to know much more I know that I've been mad in love before And how it could be with

And I want you to know Burning tyres on the freeway No one in sight Thre's a raging calm Across the land tonight Voice on the radio says Another one's down tonight. It don't matter anymore

I miss you more I miss you, I miss you I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more I miss you more, I miss you more What’s gonna be left of the world if you’re not in it? What’s gonna be left of the world, oh? Every minute and every hour Every stumble and

I don't miss you I don't miss you anymore I just might miss you 'Till the morning fills the air Or the afternoon is fair Or the evening light is barely there And you know is not a lie Unless the moon is floating