Hey, do you miss me like I miss you? It's ok, I think about you too Like the time we sat on our balcony And the rain was pouring heavily And you lit the wrong end of your cigarette And claimed all the cool kids did it like that But it's harsh Oh it's harsh To know that we don't suit that well Oh it's harsh Babe it's harsh Come on over just one more time Cos if it's one more time, then we'll be just fine Kick it like we used to do And I'll dance for you in our living room Drinking whiskey watching old tv But I feel your gaze pouring over me I blush and pull my face inside my knees Oh I wish you'd surf the sun with me Still it's harsh Oh it's harsh To know that we don't suit that well Oh it's harsh Babe it's harsh Oh its harsh Yes it's harsh To know that we don't suit that well Oh it's harsh Babe it's harsh