The Saturdays - Missing You
I miss missing you
I miss missing you
Where's the pain when you walk out the door
It doesn't hurt like it used to before
Where's the love that we couldn't ignore
It doesn't kick like a pill anymore
Where's the thrill at the end of our fights
Where's the heat when we turn off the lights
I just miss all the miss that we made
When we still have the passion to hate
I miss missing you, sometimes
I miss hurting you 'til you cry
I miss watching you as you try
Try not to end up in tears
Begging to get back together
I just want you to be
To be stuck in a second forever
So don't freak out and believe.
Sometimes I'm just missing
Missing You
I miss missing you
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