Lyrics : Julia Michaels/Jack Patterson/Grace Chatto
Music : Julia Michaels/Jack Patterson/Grace Chatto
Know you're out in Cabo
Hanging with your brother
Wishin' that I was your bottle
So I could be close to your lips again
I know you didn't call your parents and tell 'em that we ended
'Cause you know that they'd be offended
Did you not want to tell 'em it's the end
And I know we're not supposed to talk
But I'm getting ahead of myself
I scared when we're not
'Cause I'm scared you're with somebody else
So I guess that it's gone
And I just keep lying to myself
Oh I can't believe it
I miss you yeah I miss you
I miss you yeah I miss you oh I do
I miss you yeah I miss you
Though I'm trying not to right now
I can't help it I just
You weren't a fan of pictures
So I hardly ever took 'em
Got them saved in my mind from the bedroom
So that way I can't forget your skin
So I saved all the texts
All of the best over the years
Just to remind myself of how good it is or was
And I know we're not supposed to talk
But I'm getting ahead of myself
I scared when we're not
'Cause I'm scared you're with somebody else
So I guess that it's gone
And I just keep lying to myself
Oh I can't believe it I
I miss you yeah I miss you
I miss you yeah I miss you oh I do
I miss you yeah I miss you
Though I'm trying not to right now
I can't help it I just
So I saved all the texts
All of the best over the years
Just to remind myself of how good it is
Yeah I saved all the texts off of my ex
Minus the tears
Just to remind myself of how good it is or was
'Cause I
I miss you yeah I miss you
I miss you yeah I miss you oh I do
I miss you yeah I miss you
Though I'm trying not to right now
I can't help it I just
I can't help it I just