Lyrics
I leave your house in a loving state
I'll miss you when you're gone
I kick myself for making you wait
Should have phoned to say I won't be long
Lives in a terrace number 63
Built in 1864
Stood in the garden is an apple tree
Sadly they don't grow no more
I took a day off to go and see my lady
I told my boss that I was sick in bed
I tell her things I've never told no body
And do things I've never done in bed
And I know that I will miss you when you're gone
And I know to you I can do no wrong
I leave your house in a loving state
I'll miss you when you're gone
I kick myself for making you wait
Should have phoned to say I won't be long
She gives me something that I never had
Somehow I was never sure
I use to stress about what people think
But I don't give a fuck no more
I took a day off to go and see my lady
I might introduce her to the family
She plays The Streets every time that I come round
LSK and Jamie T
And I know that I will miss you when you're gone
And I know to you I can do no wrong
Yeah I know that I will miss you when you're gone
And I know to you I can do no wrong
WRITERS
Jonathan Watkin, Philip Etheridge
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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Top Emotion
Sadness
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Theme
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