Lyrics
I’ve been trying to find a dollar and lose a few more pounds
Pray a bit more often and drink one less round
You said that none of it is good enough, and I'll miss you when you're gone
It seems to me that it might be, but like I’ve told you all along
I can’t miss you if you're still here
Brewing and stewing and chewing on my ear
I’ll tell you something that you best believe
I can’t miss you if you won’t leave
I wouldn’t miss the stress I wouldn’t miss the fight
I wouldn’t miss the thankless days and all the sleepless nights
But I’d miss your pasta, yeah I’d miss your smile
I’d miss the love that we once had. I haven’t seen here in a while
I can’t long for you if you're not gone, and as true as that may be, I’m sure you’ll find a way to make me wrong