I miss you

I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you

I don't know how many times I say it over and over In my head.

Everytime I see the silhouette of a ute coming down the road

Everytime I see the back of a tall dark head of hair

Everytime I drive anywhere in southport, the night owl, our streets

Everytime it rains and I lie awake in my bed listening

Everytime I close my eyes, it's your eyes I see, dark stormy blues

Sometimes I'm good at blocking it
And I talk like it isn't real, like I'm over you an everything is fine

But then it hits me like a truck
I fucking miss you.