作词 : gnash/John Mark Nelson
作曲 : gnash/John Mark Nelson
Alone again, staring at my phone under a ceiling fan
Don't know if it's one or two or three AM
All I know is I've been here before

Now and then, I drive by the places where we used to live
Remember when we put our hands in what cement?
I almost have the guts to ring the doorbell

Oh, I kind of thought we'd get to all the plans we made I know
If you're really gone, I guess they'll have to wait
I miss you
Yeah, I miss you
All your bad jokes, all your issues
And I won't ever know why you had to go
But I miss you
And I wish you come back home

Fall apart, I didn't think I'd be the type to fall apart
Everything is scary when you're in the dark
I guess that's why I stay awake at night

Oh, I think I'm going under but I fight the fight I know
Even in the comfort of the morning light
I miss you
Yeah, I miss you
All your bad jokes, all your issues
And I won't ever know why you had to go
But I miss you
And I wish you come back home
Come back home
Oh, I kind of thought we'd get all the plans we made
Oh, the sun is up the sky is kind of blue today