Your phone is still connected to my car's Bluetooth
I wanna remove your name but I can't ever get myself to
I still have the small gifts that you gave me
Some pictures your siblings drew, the piece from your grandmother still holds my rings
I miss you but it sounds pathetic to say
It's not that I miss you
It's the version of you that you portrayed
I miss you but it sounds pathetic to say
It's not that I miss you
It's the version of you that you portrayed
I miss who you pretended to be
I miss who you pretended to be
Your YouTube account is still logged in on my TV
Every time I open the app, I see your icon and scream
My house still haunts me with this lingering feeling
An empty void of you and I hate that I miss you, I'm reminiscing
I miss you and it sounds pathetic to say
It's not that I miss you
It's the version of you that you portrayed
I miss you but it sounds pathetic to say
It's not that I miss you
It's the version of you that you portrayed
I miss who you pretended to be
I miss who you pretended to be
The fake version of you that you would be just for me
