I miss-missing you
I miss-missing you
Where's the pain when anda walk out the door
It doesn't hurt like it used to before
Where's the cinta that we couldn't ignore
It doesn't kick like a pill anymore
Where's the thrill at the end of our fights
Where's the heat when we turn off the lights
I just miss all the miss that we made
When we still have the passion to hate
Chorus
I miss missing you, sometimes
I miss hurting anda til anda cry
I miss watching anda as anda try
Try not to end up in tears
Begging to get back together
I just want anda to be
To be stuck in a detik forever
So don't freak out and believe
Sometimes I'm...
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