When You're Gone

3.am.

Bags are packed you're on a phone call with your friend

She's waiting right outside of my apartment

To pick you up

3.am.

Our history is burning down inside my head

I'm thinking if there's anything I could've said

That'd be enough

To make you stay

I'm gonna miss your hair, miss your face

And the lipstick you wore

Miss the way, we would lay

And swing on your porch

When we were bored, oh oh oh

I'm gonna miss your voice, miss your eyes and the pink on your toes

Miss the high we could find

Without getting stoned

Damn but the most

I'm gonna miss oh I'm gonna miss me me

Girl, when you're gone

I'm gonna miss oh I'm gonna miss me me

Girl, when you're gone

Girl, when you're gone

6.am.

I'd love to wake up and just kiss your forehead

But that's not gonna happen in the morning

No

6.am.

That's what time your flight is at and when this ends

I'm wishing I could say that it was all pretend

But I won't

I'm gonna miss your hair, miss your face

And the lipstick you wore

Miss the way we would lay

And swing on your porch

When we were bored, oh oh oh

I'm gonna miss your voice, miss your eyes and the pink on your toes

Miss the high we could find

Without getting stoned

Damn but the most

I'm gonna miss, oh I'm gonna miss me

Girl, when you're gone

I'm gonna miss, oh I'm gonna miss me

Girl, when you're gone

Girl, when you're gone

8.am.

I'm so fuckin' tired cause I have slept

I don't even think that I can leave this bed

I won't...

I'm gonna miss your hair, miss your face

And the lipstick you wore

Miss the way we would lay

And swing on your porch

When we were bored, oh oh oh

I'm gonna miss your voice, miss your eyes and the pink on your toes

Miss the high we could find

Without getting stoned

Damn but the most

I'm gonna miss, oh I'm gonna miss me

Girl, when you're gone

I'm gonna miss, oh I'm gonna miss me

Girl, when you're gone

Girl, when you're gone