I wish I could tell you how much I miss you
I wish I could tell you I want to be with you
I wish I could show you all the poems I wrote drunk
I wish I could tell you that it wasn't you and I was a punk
I took you for granted and I can't live it down
It seems to have become common that I wake up with a frown
But one day all will better and I will be filled joy
But for now I will continue to be a heartbroken boy