Video Miss You Still de Abe Wynen 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Abe Wynen - Miss You Still Lyrics

[Verse 1: Allday]
Well, you're pretty as pic, that's all I know
Your friends said don't, but it's not a vote
Said I'm here now, tomorrow, I don't know
Grabbed you to dance, lost in the strobes
Went to my hotel, both in the robes
Like I'm Julian's friend, I'm in with the strokes
Lust to a crush, now it's just dust
And we don't even talk that much
'Cause you got in my head too easy
Like a satellite beam to the TV
I got a history of doing projection
You got a history of loving attention
Did I mention?
It hurt a lil' bit, but I'll live with the sting
Don't come with a limp or your limb in a sling
Just focus on work, business thing
No love, but I'll let visitors in
Everyone told me the house was on fire
But I had to get burned before I got wise
But if you came round to the crib tonight
Even Superman got his kryptonite

[Chorus: Cub Sport, Allday]
And I want a TV embrace
I said it was no big deal
But it ain't true 'cause I miss you still
And I, I'm getting off your boiling plate
Lately, I feel so ill
Maybe it’s true that I miss you, miss you
They swore you'd steal my steam to feed your dream and then be gone
I wish I could say that everyone was wrong
[Verse 2: Allday]
When you told me you were in uni
But you only go Friday and Tuesday
Took you out for a dinner and a movie
You gotta pay half, cough it up like a loogie
Mall sushi, it could have been Nobu
Just because I was getting to know you
Even told you 'bout things that I go through
But you told everybody, that's so rude
Now back you're to the boys in the boat shoes
Boat shoes, these TNs
Your first car was a brand-new BM
Now I only ever come 'round in the PM
After I nut, it's just like Ambien
Everyone told me it wasn't a match
But it’s all burning down, so what about that?
Everyone told me it wasn't a fit
But you're so damn fit, I wasn't worried 'bout shit

[Chorus: Cub Sport, Allday]
And I want a TV embrace
I said it was no big deal
But it ain't true 'cause I miss you still
And I, I'm getting off your boiling plate
Lately, I feel so ill
Maybe it’s true that I miss you, miss you
They swore you’d steal my steam to feed your dream and then be gone
I wish I could say that everyone was wrong