You Will Be Missed

You been here before
And I watched you go
You can't help but think why you're here
It all disappears
Someone else
Barely hanging on to your love

You no good, backstabbing, son of a bitch
I've drank, I've smoked, it don't hit like this
Dear pain, dear pleasure, you will be missed

Just a word, please understand
I'm still a man
What you heard today, it's all been said
Been said before
Someone's at your door
Barely hanging on to your love

You no good, backstabbing, son of a bitch
I've drank, I've smoked, it don't hit like this
Dear pain, dear pleasure, you will be missed



Credits
Writer(s): Jake Herring
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