作词 : gnash/John Mark Nelson

作曲 : gnash/John Mark Nelson

Alone again, staring at my phone under a ceiling fan

Don't know if it's one or two or three AM

All I know is I've been here before

Now and then, I drive by the places where we used to live

Remember when we put our hands in what cement?

I almost have the guts to ring the doorbell

Oh, I kind of thought we'd get to all the plans we made I know

If you're really gone, I guess they'll have to wait

I miss you

Yeah, I miss you

All your bad jokes, all your issues

And I won't ever know why you had to go

But I miss you

And I wish you come back home

Fall apart, I didn't think I'd be the type to fall apart

Everything is scary when you're in the dark

I guess that's why I stay awake at night

Oh, I think I'm going under but I fight the fight I know

Even in the comfort of the morning light

I miss you

Yeah, I miss you

All your bad jokes, all your issues

And I won't ever know why you had to go

But I miss you

And I wish you come back home

Come back home

Oh, I kind of thought we'd get all the plans we made

Oh, the sun is up the sky is kind of blue tod