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fiimy (fuck it, i miss you)

 

fiimy (fuck it, i miss you)

(album: pulp - 2022)


At a French themed party where no-one spoke French
You turned to me and said "Hey, how American?"
Christmas lights on the fire escape
Lit your glitter and red beret

With your vape pen and your finger tattoos
You looked like someone tryna look like you
But if that's only in my head
It's water I'm not ready to tread

Well the talk stayed small and we shot the shit
How's the music going, how's your sister's kid?
Funny, time moves on, maybe I should too?
But ooh, fuck it, I miss you

You've got a family now and you're wearing it nice
Are you only showing your highlights?
When you're in a quiet place, am I there with you in a way?
How I felt so undeserving of you
And loved you more than I will admit to
Hundred reasons, counting still
Never stopped and I never will

And the world cut out waiting on a string
But what was meant for you wasn't meant for me
I know you moved on so I'm trying too
But ooh, fuck it, I miss you
(Ooh, fuck it, I miss you)
Ooh, fuck it, I miss you
(Ooh, fuck it, I miss you)
Ooh, fuck it, I miss you

Over third wave coffee we're acting mature
Like our history is just that and no more
6 months and counting dry
Doesn't mean that I wouldn't try

I know I held your hand like a bunch of balloons
I knew I was meant to hold onto
But I was just a stupid kid
Throwing everything to the wind

If I zoom in close, if I pan out wide
We were so almost, I could almost die
I can say I've learned but I have no clue
But ooh, fuck it, I miss you
Ooh, fuck it, I miss you

You had a bumper sticker on your first car
That said "Be happy wherever you are"
Thought it was all some hippie shit
Now I'm here reliving it

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