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At a French-themed party where no one spoke French You turned to me and said, "Hey, how American?" Christmas lights on the fire escape Lit your glitter and red beret With your vape pen and your finger tattoos You looked like someone trying to look like you And if that's only in my head It's water I'm not ready to tread Well, the talk stayed small and we shot the shit "How's the music going? How's your sister's kid?" Funny, time moves on, maybe I should too But ooh, fuck it, I miss you You'vе got a family now and you're wearing it nicer Arе you only showing your highlights? When you're in a quiet place Am I there with you in a way? How I felt so undeserving of you, and Loved you more than I will admit to Hundred reasons, counting still Never stopped and I never will And the world cut out waiting on a string But what was meant for you, wasn't meant for me I know you moved on, so I'm trying too But ooh, fuck it, I miss you (Ooh, fuck it, I miss you) Ooh, fuck it, I miss you (Ooh, fuck it, I miss you) SongtexteOoh, fuck it, I miss you (Ooh) Over third with coffee, we're acting mature Like our history's just that and no more Six months and counting dry Doesn't mean that I wouldn't try I know I held your hand like a bunch of balloons, and I knew I was meant to hold on to But I was just a stupid kid Throwing everything to the wind But if I zoom in close, if I pan out wide We were so almost, I could almost die I could say I've learned but I have no clue But ooh, fuck it, I miss you Ooh, fuck it, I miss you Had a bumper sticker on your first car That said "Be happy wherever you are" Thought it was all some hippie shit Now I'm here reliving it Aus Songtexte Mania