[Intro] I don’t say this shit. (Mmm-mm) Like… ever. But— Holy fuck. I miss you. [Verse 1] I’ve always liked an empty room, Just me, my bed, whatever I wanna do, Never needed somebody filling my space, Never sat around wishing I could see their face. (nope) And saying “I miss you” feels fucking weird, Like the words get stuck before they disappear, I’ll type it out, stare, delete it again, Then pretend I’m perfectly fine instead. (mmm) [Pre-Chorus] I’m good alone, I’ve always been, Don’t need somebody underneath my skin, So explain why the second you’re gone I’m staring at my phone like— “When are you coming back?” (ooh) [Chorus] Holy fuck, I miss you. (I miss you) There, I fucking said it, happy now? I don’t know what the hell you did, But I want you here, like, right fucking now. (come here) Holy fuck, I miss you, And I hate how much I mean it too, I’m supposed to love my own company— So why does it feel so empty without you? (mmm) I don’t miss people like this. I don’t even like admitting when I do. But holy fucking shit… I miss you. [Post-Chorus] M-M-Miss you, (fuck) Yeah, I miss you, M-M-Miss you, (ooh) More than I wanna admit to. M-M-Miss you, What the fuck did you do? (Mmm…) I miss you. [Verse 2] Usually goodbye means I can breathe, Kick back, headphones on, just me, (yeah) And don’t get me wrong, I still love that shit, But lately something doesn’t fucking fit. ‘Cause when it’s you walking out my door, I don’t want my space back anymore, You leave and somehow within five minutes I’m wishing you were still fucking in it. (come back) Two hours suddenly feels insane, Checking when I’m gonna see you again, I know you’ve got work, I know you’re busy, None of that’s your fault— I just want you with me. (mmm) [Pre-Chorus] And I hate admitting how much I care, How quickly I notice when you’re not there, I’ve spent my whole life loving being alone— Now you’re two hours away And I’m wishing you were home. (ooh) [Chorus] Holy fuck, I miss you. (I miss you) There, I fucking said it, happy now? I don’t know what the hell you did, But I want you here, like, right fucking now. (right now) Holy fuck, I miss you, And I hate how much I mean it too, I’m supposed to love my own company— So why does it feel so empty without you? I don’t miss people like this. I don’t even like admitting when I do. But holy fucking shit… I miss you. [Bridge] I still need my space sometimes, Still need silence, still need mine, But somehow you can sit beside me And it doesn’t feel like you’re taking any. (mmm) You do your thing, I’ll do mine, Don’t even have to talk all night, Just knowing you’re somewhere in the room Feels better than being alone used to. (ooh…) And that’s fucking terrifying. Because I like being alone. I like my own company. But apparently… I like yours more. [Breakdown] Fuck. (mmm) I miss your face. I miss your hands. I miss your voice. I miss doing absolutely nothing with you. And I fucking hate saying it… (Whispered) But I miss you. [Final Chorus] Holy fuck, I miss you. (I miss you) Yeah, I’m done pretending that I don’t, I can love the hell out of being alone And still wish you were coming home. (come home) Holy fuck, I miss you, Never thought I’d say it like I do, You somehow made me want somebody In the space I always kept for me. (mmm) So there— That’s your fucking confession. Don’t make me say it twice. (ooh) Holy fuck… I miss you. [Outro] M-M-Miss you… (mmm) Yeah, whatever. Don’t get used to it. (…I really fucking miss you.)
