
[Verse 1]
I miss my dog and my old man’s truck
Miss a time when I didn’t need luck
Miss Saturday nights that didn’t end in tears
And bein’ able to drink twelve beers
I miss my mama’s cornbread and fried b-ass
Miss that girl in high school with too much sass
I miss the hunt, I miss the thrill
And I miss that boy from Bakersfield
[Chorus]
Yeah, there’s things I miss I don’t say out loud
Like singin’ to no one, lost in the crowd
Like the brush of a hand in a deer blind stand
Or holdin’ a callused, work-worn hand
It ain’t all trucks and whiskey bliss…
Some nights I just sit and miss
[Verse 2]
I miss when life was just boots and roads
Miss my first patch, my first download
I miss Warcraft raids and my old headset
And that mage who whispered, “Don’t log out yet”
I miss the guy who stayed that night
We didn’t talk, but it felt right
He left at dawn without a name
But I still feel his heat in the pourin’ rain
[Chorus]
Yeah, there’s things I miss I’ll never reclaim
Like the scent of sweat that said my name
Like the smile of a friend I should’ve kissed
And the way we both pretended it didn’t exist
I miss the shots I didn’t take — or did
And the part of me I keep well hid
[Bridge]
Life ain’t a song, but it sure plays tricks
You blink and you’re stuck between then and this
I miss what was, and what almost came true
And some nights… I think he misses me too
[Final Chorus]
Yeah, there’s things I miss like a lonesome chord
Like a joke left hangin’ or a slammin’ door
Like a touch that burned and a truth I knew
But didn’t have the guts to hold on to
I got a wife, a house, and a life that fits
But hell if I don’t still miss…
[Outro]
The things I miss
And the ones I kissed
And the parts of me I pretend don’t exist
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