letra de why don't i miss you? - bowling for soup
remember back at ryder high
wishing on stars in the texas sky
i got your name tattooed
across my heart how could we lose
back in black when we were hand in hand
two young kids like jack and diane
falling at the speed of light
burning up never felt so right
so why i don’t miss you
tell me what i am supposed to do
after all the sh-t that we’ve been through
i can’t feel a thing
maybe i was too high
maybe i just sobered up too soon
you’re still on the dark side of the moon
and always on my mind
so why don’t i miss you
so many nights we drove around
king and queen of the whole d-mn town
voted most likely to succeed
we were everybody’s meant to be
burned out plans to take over the world
did i f-ck it up, or did we just get bored
kept losing at the same old game
we had our 15 minutes of fame
we took it all the way
you can’t say we didn’t try
so why i don’t miss you
tell me what i am supposed to do
after all the sh-t that we’ve been through
i can’t feel a thing
maybe i was too high
maybe i just sobered up too soon
you’re still on the dark side of the moon
and always on my mind
so why don’t i miss you
why don’t i miss the way you laugh
at everything i say
you mom’s apple pie always blew me away
it’s funny how i always write the same old song
i wonder if you ever sing along with me
sing along with me
so why i don’t miss you
tell me what i am supposed to do
after all the sh-t we’ve been through
i can’t feel a thing
maybe i was too high
maybe i sobered up too soon
you’re still on the dark side of the moon
and always on my mind
so why do i miss you
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