100 lyrics for "But I miss you."
Even if we don't understand You missed the point and then you point Your fingers at me But it's all relative Even if you don't understand Well it's all understood Especially when you don't understand Then it's all just because Then let's all just believe
PlayI thought I'd miss you (I miss me more) But I miss me more I miss my own beat, to my own snare drum Miss my own sheets in the bed I made up I forgot I had dreams, I forgot I had wings Forgot who I was before I ever kissed you Yeah, I thought I'd miss you
PlayWe got that bad love, but it taste like medicine I never had love, so I learned to settle quick I guess I never thought I'd have to choose Between paradise and you And now I'm free, I'm free, yeah Now I'm free I still creep on your 'Gram, oh See you with
PlayMy daddy told me always be strong son Don't you ever cry You find the pretty girls, and then you love them And then you say goodbye I never dreamed that you would leave me But now you're gone I never dreamed that I would miss you Woman won't you come
PlayI'm tryna do it all tonight, I got plans I got a certain lust for life, and as it stands Everything is going as right as it can They tryna shoot down my flight, before it lands Before it lands, but you could miss me with all that Diss me, then crawl back
PlayThere’s no getting over you Every kiss that I let slip away Every minute every single day The memories make it easy to break a heart Forgetting is the hardest part I tried to sugarcoat the truth But the missing you is tearing me apart But forgetting
PlayI’m gonna miss you when you’re gone There’s gonna be some rainy Sundays I know you don’t believe that, you’re wrong I know you don’t believe that, but you’re wrong Wishing one day, I’ll see you again Maybe I’m getting ahead of myself But I know you’re
PlaySee how I miss you? See how I miss you? (hey you, hey you) Rays of the moon make magic in the streets of the city All the people get strange but their faces look so pretty All the walking graffiti, survivalist bums Even the secret police shout that
PlayHeaven light a way for a fallen Let me ease the pain from my mother But he feels the deception in his head Down by the lake of Mississippi A boy was born poor and abandoned And as he walk you could hear him yearning For a home and he prays And by the
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