Miss Her So
I’ve worn out the sunset, I’ve worn out the night
I’ve worn out the daybreak, yeah I’ve worn them all out
I’ve worn out my welcome, & I don’t really care
Cos I’ve worn out my patience
& now I’m just a little worst for wear
All because I miss her so
I miss her so
I can’t seem to let her go
Sunday morning sky is blue, & I’m still in black
Nowhere is where I’ll be if she won’t have be back
She wears a nightgown on the other side of town
And all I’ve done is let her down
Wearing myself into the ground
All because I miss her so
I miss her so
I can’t seem to let her go
& everybody knows it
Not everybody blows it quite like me
I miss her so
I can’t seem to let this go
information
- Appears on:
- The Tourniquet - Track 9
- Even Johansen:
- guitars, programming, percussion, saw, vocals
- Fredrik Færden:
- Rhodes piano