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I ask myself

Why do I miss you?

Because you have brought me to my low

I’m havin a hard time shakin you

Daily waiting for your return

And your girl’s havin a hard time shakin you

And daily she waits for your return

Her letters keep you alive

While thoughts of you are killin me

Drivin me insane

And I’m knowing I should forget

Because you forgot

But my memories won’t erase

All those good times

When I was your Bonnie

Riding

Dying

For you

Then making the ultimate sacrifice for you

Withheld from my loved ones

And you

Cut off from everything I knew

For you

Because of you

And my comeback has been hard

Getting over you

Has been hard

Getting back up

Has been hard

Forgetting about you

Hard

Thinking about you

Hard

Knowing that I need to forget but not finding the strength to do so because you are the shit, Playboy and you keep my mind in high gear, and you may never understand how much I think I love you…

So hard

Impossible

Out of the question

I never meant to confuse you

I never meant to mislead you

I never meant to appear to be someone else

I only wanted to be that one

That one to hold you down

That one to hold you up when things were down

That one that you think about

Daily

Every second of every minute

Of every goddamn hour

Of every mutha fuckin day

Playboy-

I’m pleading with you

Get out of my head

You gotta do you

I gotta do me

And she’s gonna do you

While I do someone else and think about you because oooh- I remember those times that we just couldn’t stop doing what we did and the music in our ears moved our bodies in ways that we didn’t know we could move

Hurry up Playboy

I give a damn what they say

I just want to see you

To touch you

To kiss you

To hold you

To see that smile you got that brings me to my knees

Just because they put you away

You haven’t gone away

And I love the thought of you still

Nobody knows this but you…

I miss you