I miss the way we used to talk I miss the things you used to know about me I miss being wanted the way only you can do But I don't miss you We met when I was just nineteen And now I'm well past twenty-three I miss who I was back when I knew all I thought I knew But I don't miss you There will always be a gap between Who I loved and who you really used to be I will always save a space, it's true For the man I thought you were But I can't, I don't, I won't, no I don't miss you I miss your rough and calloused hands The way that you spoke of your best-laid plans I miss how sure you were of shots I swore you blew But I don't miss you There will always be a gap between Who I loved and who you really used to be I will always save a space, it's true For the man I thought you were But I can't, I don't, I won't, no I don't miss you I miss the heart that felt those things The older I get, the less it stings I know I'm too young, and I've not yet made my [?] I know you lost me, but I didn't lose you But you're not much to lose There will always be a gap between Who I loved and who you really used to be I will always save a space, it's true For the man I thought you were But I can't, I don't, I won't, no I don't miss you No I don't miss you No I don't miss you I don't miss you I don't miss you I don't miss you