I'm gonna miss your feet when you’re cold and cuddled up to me
The way that they'd seem colder than the temperature outside
I'm gonna miss your nose and how I’d steal it during shows
I'd only give it back if you'd come home to spend the night
I'm gonna miss your voice and how it added to your poise
I'll miss getting mad at your whenever you refuse to talk
I'm gonna miss your hair, I'll miss the way you proudly stare
At the ringing phone so you don't have to say you miss me too
But please don’t misconstrue, I don’t want to leave you
I want to be in love with you, but I can't see you loving me too
I’m gonna miss you
I'm gonna miss you
I'm gonna miss you if things don't change
I’m gonna miss your kiss, the gentle ways you'd use your lips
But that's just way too personal for me to bring up now
I'm gonna miss your face, your inner innate sense of grace
I'll miss stumbling in the dark with you when we're looking for a towel
But please don't misconstrue, I don't want to leave you
I want to be in love with you, but I can't see you loving me too
I'm gonna miss you
I'm gonna miss you
I'm gonna miss you if things don't change
It's late but I don't wanna go to bed
It's cold and your side is still tucked in
You're probably still awake, you're an insomniac
Would it kill you once to call me back?
I'm gonna miss the sex, the typical guy stuff, I guess
Every conversation has now been reduced to text
I couldn't miss your calls if I tore the phone out of the wall
I'm connected to a billion things that you don't use at all
Please don't misconstrue, I don't want to leave you
I want to be in love with you, but I can't see you loving me too
I'm gonna miss you
I'm gonna miss you
I'm gonna miss you if things don't change