I Like It When You're Gone

Please come back to me darling

I get restless when you're not around

I made a noise with a frying pan but

There was no one to receive my sound

But that said, that said, I like it when you're gone

That said, that said, I like when you're gone

Took your route to the postbox even though I'm not convinced it's the best way

Had a nap under some lonely tree as the sun kissed the day

But that said, that said, I like it when you're gone

That said, that said, I like when you're gone

People talked some nonsense and I listened with blurry eyes

It wasn't as cool as your nonsense and it wasn't under your skies

But that said, that said, I like it when you're gone

That said, that said, I like when you're gone