Miss You

Verse Is it my imagination? Is it something that I’m taking? All the smiles that I’m faking N.C. “Everything is great Everything is fucking great” Going out every weekend Staring at the stars or the ceiling Hollywood friends, got to see them N.C. Such a good time I believe it this time Pre Chorus Tuesday night Glazed over eyes Just one more pint or five Does it even matter anyway? We’re dancing on tables Till I’m off my face With all of my people And it couldn’t get better they say We’re singing ‘till last call And it’s all out of tune Should be laughing, but there’s something wrong And it hits you when the lights go on Shit, maybe I miss you Verse Just like that and I’m sober I’m asking myself, “Is it over?” Maybe I was lying when I told you “Everything is great Everything is fucking great” And all of these thoughts and the feeling Doesn’t matter if you don’t need them I’ve been checking my phone all evening b7 Such a good time I believe it this time Pre Chorus Tuesday night Glazed over eyes Just one more pint or five Does it even matter anyway? We’re dancing on tables Till I’m off my face With all of my people And it couldn’t get better they say We’re singing ‘till last call And it’s all out of tune Should be laughing, but there’s something wrong And it hits you when the lights go on Shit, maybe I miss you Bridge Now I’m asking my friends if I should say “I’m sorry” They say “Lad, give it time, there’s no need to worry” I can’t even be near the phone now I can’t even be with you alone now Oh how, shit changes We were in love Now, we’re strangers When I feel it coming up I just throw that shit away Get another two shots and it doesn’t matter anyway We’re dancing on tables Till I’m off my face With all of my people And it couldn’t get better they say We’re singing ‘till last call And it’s all out of tune Should be laughing, but there’s something wrong And it hits you when the lights go on Shit, maybe I miss you We’re dancing on tables Till I’m off my face With all of my people And it couldn’t get better they say We’re singing ‘till last call And it’s all out of tune Should be laughing, but there’s something wrong And it hits you when the lights go on Shit, maybe I miss you