I miss you
From time to time
I miss me
Who i was
In my own mind
Im just another loner
Wanting a do over
Wishing i could hold her
feeling like poser
Things are so wrong
Its hard to stop writing songs
But then i hear em and i wonder
when and why
I became this guy
Who cries and kinda wants to die
Its like life is a little white lie
I used to tell jokes
Then something broke
Went up in smoke
Left me writing poems
Theres no sunshine
Theres no punchline
Theres just the future
And then the past
One is fire
And the others ash
Nothing lasts
Life beats our ass
So hard and bad
We lose our masks
Make a new one real fast
It makes me ask
Who the hell i am
I miss you
From time to time
I miss me
All the time
Who i was
In my own mind