Early morning hours got me dreaming of your face,
and I can’t sleep much longer without you here.
Waking up and tossing, turning,
telling myself this is learning
how to be alone this year.
And all my friends say I’m doing so well.
I’m being so brave, as far as anyone can tell, I’m fine.
I miss you all the time.
I’m fine.
I miss you all the time.
I can’t help but wonder what I did to make you go.
I guess they say all good things gotta end.
And I can only hope that I can make it on my own,
back to where I started from again.
And all the books say I’m doing it right,
but on the long days, the books don’t hold me quite as tight. It’s fine,
I just miss you all the time.
It’s fine, I miss you all the time.
All the time,
all the time,
all the time.
Yeah I’m tired of being angry,
and I’m tired of being strong,
and I’m tired of being treated
like it’s me who did you wrong.
like a knife into my back,
can’t forget that kind of hurt.
Do you think about the past,
or are your memories a blur?
‘Cause it’s almost been a year,
I still think about that day,
how I let you disappear,
how you let me get away.
No, I’ll never understand the things
that you could never say.
Never say
it’s fine.
Yeah it’s fine.
I miss you all the time, all the time,
all the time,
all the time,
all the time (repeat)