歌手:Louis Tomlinson
专辑:《Miss You》

作词 : Ian Franzino/Andrew Haas/Julian Bunetta/Louis Tomlinson/Richard Boardman/Pablo Bowman/Asia Whitacre
作曲 : Ian Franzino/Andrew Haas/Julian Bunetta/Louis Tomlinson/Richard Boardman/Pablo Bowman/Asia Whitacre
Is it my imagination?
Is it something that I'm taking?
All the smiles that I'm faking
"Everything is great
Everything is ******* great"
Going out every weekend
Staring at the stars on the ceiling
Hollywood friends, gotta see them
Such a good time
I believe it this time
Tuesday night
Glazed over eyes
Just one more pint or five
Does it even matter anyway?
We're dancing on tables
And I’m off my face
With all of my people
And it couldn't get better they say
We're singing 'till last call
And it's all out of tune
Should be laughing, but there's something wrong
And it hits me when the lights go on
****, maybe I miss you
Just like that and I'm sober
I'm asking myself, "Is it over?"
Maybe I was lying when I told you
"Everything is great
Everything is ******* great"
And all of these thoughts and the feeling
Chase you down if you don’t need them
I've been checking my phone all evening
Such a good time
I believe it this time
Tuesday night
Glazed over eyes
Just one more pint or five
Does it even matter anyway?
We're dancing on tables
And I’m off my face
With all of my people
And it couldn't get better they say
We're singing till last call
And it's all out of tune
Should be laughing, but there's something wrong
And it hits me when the lights go on
****, maybe I miss you
Now I'm asking my friends how to say "I'm sorry"
They say "Lad, give it time, there's no need to worry"
And we can't even be near the phone now
And I can’t even be with you alone now
Oh how **** changes
We were in love
Now, we're strangers
When I feel it coming up, I just throw it all away
Get another two shots 'cause it doesn’t matter anyway
We're dancing on tables
And I’m off my face
With all of my people
And it couldn't get better they say
We're singing till last call
And it's all out of tune
Should be laughing, but there's something wrong
And it hits me when the lights go on
We're dancing on tables
And I’m off my face
With all of my people
And it couldn't get better they say
We're singing till last call
And it's all out of tune
Should be laughing, but there's something wrong
And it hits me when the lights go on
****, maybe I'll miss you