Becky Warren - I Miss You

The lights of the city are washing out the stars
A stream of lost faces are flooding out the bars
Misery’s working the graveyard shift
I’m in poor repair and I can’t get fixed
There’s a shadow living under the eaves
God, I miss you like you wouldn’t believe

Stale cliches wearing cowboy hats
Line the streets tonight like needle tracks
Stoned on what they pretend to be
Not one of them mean a thing to me
And they’d vanish in your company like thieves
God, I miss you like you wouldn’t believe

When they made my heart they did something wrong
Cuz it’s been rust and dead wires since you’ve been gone
Now I haunt this diner trying to disappear
I’m just wasted here

I’ve gone lonely some way only you can relieve
God, I miss you like you wouldn’t believe