I Miss the Hell out of You

I said, "You're pretty" We went home and then you kissed me You tried to tell me that you won't miss me But I don't care if you do I miss the hell out of you I find that taking my time means we got a whole lot left to waste and And I know to keep it all right we can't be in separate places So my mind it runs right back to a memory to pass the days with So if you don't, or if you won't, well I still will I said, "You're pretty" We went home and then you kissed me You tried to tell me that you won't miss me But I don't care if you do I miss the hell out of you And you know that we could grow old doing all the things that we talked about And you show, you show me that love I'd be lost without it I must go, its a low blow, this time its really gunna knock me out But if you don't, or if you won't, I still will