Miss Me More - Kelsea Ballerini, cutmore, Wilson

I retired my red lipstick 'cause you said you didn’t like it

I didn’t wear my high heel shoes

'Cause I couldn’t be taller than you

I didn’t wanna lose my friends, but now it’s hard to even find them

It’s what you wanted, ain’t it?

It’s what you wanted

I thought I’d miss you (When it ended)

I thought it hurt me (But it didn’t)

I thought I’d miss you

I thought I’d miss you

But I miss me more

I miss my own beat, to my own snare drum

I miss me more

Miss my own sheets in the bed I made up

I forgot I had dreams, I forgot I had wings

Forgot who I was before I ever kissed you

Yeah, I thought I’d miss you

But I miss me more (I miss me more)

I put on my old records that I hid in the back of the closet

And I turn them up to ten

And then I played them all again

I found my independence

Can’t believe I ever lost it

What you wanted, ain’t it?

It’s what you wanted

I thought I’d miss you (When it ended)

I thought it hurt me (But it didn’t)

I thought I’d miss you

Yeah, I thought I’d miss you

But I miss me more

I miss my own beat, to my own snare drum

(I miss me more)

Miss my own sheets in the bed I made up

I forgot I had dreams, I forgot I had wings

Forgot who I was before I ever kissed you

Yeah, I thought I’d miss you

But I miss me more (I miss me more)

I thought I’d miss you

I thought it hurt me

And I’d wanna kiss you

I thought I’d miss you

But I miss me more

I miss my own beat, to my own snare drum

(I miss me more)

Miss my own sheets in the bed I made up

I forgot I had dreams, I forgot I had wings

Forgot who I was before I ever kissed you

And I thought I’d miss you

But I miss me more

(I miss me more)

(I miss me more)

(I miss me more)