No You No Me

I'm writing you a letter

At least I'm trying to

But I hate every single

Word I choose

I tore up lots of paper

Full of things i thought i meant

That never would have wound up getting sent

I keep coming back

to these four words

I keep writing them

Over and over

No you, no me

Its a stupid kind of thing to say

I hope u get what I mean

And its ok

That I miss you more than Im suppose to

Its hard to be no you, no me

Your address is Orlando

Where u always liked the sun

Remember how we planned to go there once?

So many mischances are all I think about

Im living most with what I live without.

Whats it feel like to read these lines,

Standing there in the Florida sunshine?

No you, no me

Its a stupid kind of thing to say

I hope u get what I mean

And its ok

That I miss you more than Im suppose to

Its hard to be no you, no me

I keep coming back

to these four words

I keep writing them

Over and over

Yeah

Whats it feel like to read these lines,

Standing there in the Florida sunshine?

No you, no me

Its a stupid kind of thing to say

I hope u get what I mean

And its ok

If I miss you more than Im suppose to

Its hard to be no you, no me