I miss your satisfaction and amusement
I miss how you always made me feel right
I miss the rush and euphoria
I miss the sleepless nights

I miss the *** and the rock n' roll
I miss the illusion of love
I miss the smoke I used to blow
I'm missing you, my drug

I loved the endless ideas that would come streaming in
And never being home
I miss the secret hiding place
I miss the smell of rust with a paint thinner undertone

I miss the girl who started it all
I wonder how and where she is
We had only met a few weeks ago
But she showed me how that other half lives

I'm sorry I couldn't go through with it
My mother got me out
I know everyday I'm better off without you
A conclusion, that sometimes, I strongly doubt