Songtext Missed calls Handguns

Missed calls

I packed my bags, you cried your eyes
It doesn't get much easier to say goodbye
I never called to get this right
Always the same thing every time

So here's a song for all of the times
I never called much, you were on my mind

I hope you know (I hope you know)
When I'm out on the open road
I count the days til I get home so we could be alone
I've seen the mountains, lakes, the tall palm trees
But they don't compare with what you mean to me

You dropped me off for the door
Tell her I can't do this anymore
I kiss your head, I'm out the door
I promise I'm worth waiting for

I won't forget to charge my phone this time
As long as you stay on the other line

I hope you know (I hope you know)
When I'm out on the open road
I count the days til I get home so we could be alone
I've seen the mountains, lakes, the tall palm trees
But they don't compare with what you mean to me

I know it feels like I'm a ghost when
You're in the bedroom all alone and
You've got our picture on the night stand
Fell asleep with the TV on again

So play this song at night when
You're feeling left behind
And if you swear to hold on tight then
I'll be right by your side

I hope you know (I hope you know)
When I'm out on the open road
I count the days til I get home so we could be alone
I've seen the mountains, lakes, the tall palm trees
But they don't compare with what you mean to me
I count the days til I get home so we could be alone