Wish You'd Miss Me
I was good for you
You were bad for me
I was solid ground
You were broken wings
I gave you love, you gave me pain
You gave me hell, I gave you grace
I was good for you
You were bad for me
So why do I still wish you'd call me, call me?
And why do I still pray you care?
I was blind to what I didn't want to see
And I knew all along that you were gonna leave
So why do I still wish you'd miss me?
(Still wish you'd miss me)
(Still wish you'd miss me)
I wish I could hate you
It'd sure make things easier
But that ain't changing
What we're not and what we were, no
I gave you love, you gave me pain
You gave me hell, I gave you grace
So why do I still wish you'd call me, call me?
And why do I still pray you care?
I was blind to what I didn't want to see
And I knew all along that you were gonna leave
So why do I still wish you'd miss me?
That you were still with me
With my hand on your leg on that bench seat
That you would still kiss me
And it would still hit me
Like that late night parked on a side street
So why do I still wish you'd call me, call me?
And why do I still pray you care?
I was blind to what I didn't want to see
And I knew all along that you were gonna leave
So why do I still wish you'd miss me?
Ooh, yeah still wish you'd miss me
But I know you don't
Ojalá me extrañaras
Yo era bueno para ti
Tú eras malo para mí
Yo era tierra firme
Tú eras alas rotas
Te di amor, tú me diste dolor
Me diste infierno, yo te di gracia
Yo era bueno para ti
Tú eras malo para mí
Entonces, ¿por qué sigo deseando que me llames, me llames?
Y ¿por qué sigo rezando para que te importe?
Yo estaba ciego a lo que no quería ver
Y sabía desde el principio que te ibas a ir
Entonces, ¿por qué sigo deseando que me extrañes?
(Todavía deseo que me extrañes)
(Todavía deseo que me extrañes)
Ojalá pudiera odiarte
Seguro que haría las cosas más fáciles
Pero eso no cambia
Lo que no somos y lo que éramos, no
Te di amor, tú me diste dolor
Me diste infierno, yo te di gracia
Entonces, ¿por qué sigo deseando que me llames, me llames?
Y ¿por qué sigo rezando para que te importe?
Yo estaba ciego a lo que no quería ver
Y sabía desde el principio que te ibas a ir
Entonces, ¿por qué sigo deseando que me extrañes?
Que todavía estuvieras conmigo
Con mi mano en tu pierna en ese asiento de banco
Que todavía me besaras
Y todavía me afectara
Como aquella noche tarde estacionados en una calle lateral
Entonces, ¿por qué sigo deseando que me llames, me llames?
Y ¿por qué sigo rezando para que te importe?
Yo estaba ciego a lo que no quería ver
Y sabía desde el principio que te ibas a ir
Entonces, ¿por qué sigo deseando que me extrañes?
Oh, sí, todavía deseo que me extrañes
Pero sé que no lo haces
Escrita por: Jared Keim, Robyn Collins, Chase Wright