He'd probably be sippin' lemonade and readin' Hemingway
Underneath that tree high back in that same house
Where all that love was made
I'm sinkin' down on some corduroy couch
Empty bottles all around, quarter after two
And I'm still tryin' to start my day
Maybe I should call you up right out of the blue
Maybe you'll pick up, maybe I'll get through this time
Cause all I wanna tell you is you were right
And I miss you
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Okay, take me to
My wonderin' eye, my little white lies
All the hell I've raised, all the times I've made you
Cry like rain
Tired of lookin' at myself, wishin' I was someone else
Tired of nothin' to lose, tired of nothin' left
I've been thinkin' lately, maybe it's
Tired
To change
Maybe I should call you up
Right out of the blue
Maybe you'll pick up
Maybe I'll get through this time
Cause all I want to tell you
Is you were right
I miss you
And I'm sick of me too
I want to be your everything
Not just a bad memory
I'd rather be your sweet dream come true
I'm sick of me too
Maybe I should call you up
Right out of the blue
Maybe you'll pick up
Maybe I'll get through this time
Cause all I want to tell you
Is you were right
Maybe I should call you up
Right out of the blue
Maybe you'll pick up
Maybe I'll get through this time
Cause all I want to tell you
Is you were right
And I miss you
And I'm sick of me too
I'm sick of me too
I'm sick of me too
I'm sick of me
And I'm sick of me too
I'm sick of me too
And I'm sick of me too
And I'm sick of me too
And I'm sick of me too

Yeah, I need another one
I don't think it bitter
Me and me
Oh me and me

And I miss you


I miss you
Love you
Love you love you so much
Thank you.