MISS
I BOIL A POT OF WATER EVERY MORNING FOR MY COFFEE
THE COOL AIR FROM THE MOUNTAINS ROLLS DOWN THROUGH THE CITY
THE GOING-ONS FROM THE NIGHT BEFORE ARE SLOWLY RECOLLECTED
MEMORY IS A FUNNY THING LIKE THAT
YEAH, MEMORY, SHE’S A FUNNY THING LIKE THAT
I GOT A JOB AT THE GROCERY, NO THANKS TO THIS FOUR-YEAR-DEGREE
WORKING MY HANDS TO THE BONE FOR A MAN I’VE NEVER MET
I’M UNDER SLEPT AND I’M UNDER PAID, JUST LIKE EVERYONE ELSE THESE DAYS
“POETS DIE BROKE OR DROWN IN LAKES”
YEAH, POETS, THEY DIE BROKE OR DROWN IN LAKES
MISS, YOU DON’T MISS ME
AT ALL LIKE I DO
LIKE I MISS YOU
WHEN YOU’RE GONE, WHEN YOU’RE GONE, MY LOVE
I KNOW YOU DON’T WANT ME, BUT YOU DON’T WANT ME TO LEAVE
WELL, A LIFE ALONE BEATS A LONELY ONE, ANY DAY OF THE WEEK
YOU’RE THE ONLY THINK THAT HAS KEPT ME HERE, IN THIS TOWN FOR SO LONG
YOU’RE THE ONLY THING DRIVING ME AWAY
YEAH, YOU’RE THE ONLY THING, THAT’S DRIVING ME AWAY
MISS, YOU DON’T MISS ME
AT ALL LIKE I DO
NO, MISS, YOU DON’T MISS ME
AT ALL LIKE I DO
LIKE I MISS YOU
WHEN YOU’RE GONE, WHEN YOU’RE GONE MY LOVE
WHEN YOU’RE GONE
OH, WHEN YOU’RE GONE