The fact that we've been done for months has got nothing to do with it
But if you text me to come over, you know that I'd probably go through with it
'Cause if I'm being up front you're always in the back of my head, baby
And I only feel the cold when I slide to your side of the bed
* I ain't sayin' it's all the time It's more like only every other lonely night
Washes over me like an ocean tide Guess what I'm trying to say
The missing you comes in waves The missing you Missing you comes in waves
Do you ever catch yourself looking through pictures you should delete? Yeah
And do you ever get the feeling that we could still be what we used to be?
'Cause, baby, on a good day I'm good at gettin' over you, ooh
But on most days, you kinda crash into me outta the blue
When the sun goes down on this gulf coast town, I'm missing you, oh
When the whiskey hits and it burns like this I'm missing you, oh
Ooh Oh, oh
