The Art of Missing Out

You were suspicious As I walked right through the door, I felt like I've seen your face before in my dreams You felt it between us I wanted something more I wanted something more You mentioned someone Put a sour taste in my mouth, burning Upset was the one thing I wasn't allowed to be You sat next to us I've seen your face before Yeah, I've seen your face before Well I was not searching for attachment or yearning And I'm not deserving of all your pretend flirting We spent the whole night Going back and forth exchanging glances Conversation gave me hope and opened chances, I still have A piece of you with me Never felt this way before No I've never felt this way before Asleep on the phone And I fell asleep, a smile on my face From that moment, you weren't someone I could replace Late for work the next day I took the blame for that Yeah, I'll take the blame for that Well I was not searching for attachment or yearning And I'm not deserving of all your pretend flirting That night was sleepless since you left me speechless But I hope you notice there's nothing between us (Oh man)