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Jon Connor - Missing You lyrics
Look, if I saw you now and looked you in your eye
 I wouldn't know what to say
 I got the nerve to say let's work it out
 When I pushed you away
 It was nice, I used to wonder
 Damn, how much can she take, before she breaks
 Now it's too late, I hope she learned from my mistake
 She got a man I hope he treat you right
 We even write, I guess karma help me sleep at night
 But I still miss you, see girl, my heart's still with you
 Love is a house I never moved out, 
 I still live with you
 And all you ever wanted was a role I couldn't commit to
 And now I want you back so bad but I couldn't convince you
 If my life depended on it, yeah this shit feel different on it
 At least for me, cause we never get what we want where we want it
 But I guess it's something right
 [Chorus]
 Girl I'm missing you, real talking, I can't lie about it
 Take a couple shots of this sirrock like it's gonn help my problems
 Now I'm in the club, back with all these hoes around me
 Now I'm popping bottles, hitting models, 
 Tryina drown my sorrow cause
 Girl I'm missing you, real talking, I can't lie about it
 Take a couple shots of this sirrock like it's gonn help my problems
 Now I'm in the club, back with all these hoes around me
 Now I'm popping bottles, hitting models, 
 Tryina drown my sorrow
 I know it wasn't fair, the nights I wasn't there
 You seem like I ain't care
 And you were scared, but I was preoccupied
 I'm getting you out my head
 I wasn't prepared, but shits tore you up
 And you felt every tale
 But I guess I got you comfortable
 Thinking you'd always be there girl
 You roll for me, I ain't like rap like that
 But you showed up at them shows for me
 Told you I was gonna blow, but you saw my dream
 Even when I had no money
 And I wasn't your man, and you still went and put all the niggas on hold for me
 Them other chicks was hoes to me
 But that ain't no constellation
 Add that to the fact that I rap, 
 And that's a deadly combination
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 And I guess that only led up to confrontation
 You feeling that your time was wasted
 But we was at different time and places
 But I guess it wasn't enough time to save your soul
 [Chorus]
 Girl I'm missing you, real talking, I can't lie about it
 Take a couple shots of this sirrock like it's gonn help my problems
 Now I'm in the club, back with all these hoes around me
 Now I'm popping bottles, hitting models, 
 Tryina drown my sorrow cause
 Girl I'm missing you, real talking, I can't lie about it
 Take a couple shots of this sirrock like it's gonn help my problems
 Now I'm in the club, back with all these hoes around me
 Now I'm popping bottles, hitting models, 
 Tryina drown my sorrow
 So you don't miss me, you don't wanna kiss me
 Go to the movies with me, all that shit you used to say to get me
 Just to spend some time, you don't wanna hold me
 Oh now you don't know me, cause you doing fine
 You ain't let go, you just settled
 Cause that nigga ain't nothing like I am
 But I guess that's what attracted you
 I'd do anything to be back with you
 Laugh with you cause after you
 I found nobody care like that but you
 And we be on our bullshit
 You a copy with little attitude, but that was you
 I never said thanks for cares, so this is gratitude
 But too little, too late, so I guess we learn from our mistakes
 Wanna turn back, but I can't
 So I just move on and I guess that's fate
 You don't know what you got till it's gone
 That's truth so I guess I know
 This for you, cause I prolly should have said this a long time ago
 [Chorus]
 Girl I'm missing you, real talking, I can't lie about it
 Take a couple shots of this sirrock like it's gonn help my problems
 Now I'm in the club, back with all these hoes around me
 Now I'm popping bottles, hitting models, 
 Tryina drown my sorrow cause
 Girl I'm missing you, real talking, I can't lie about it
 Take a couple shots of this sirrock like it's gonn help my problems
 Now I'm in the club, back with all these hoes around me
 Now I'm popping bottles, hitting models, 
 Tryina drown my sorrow









