
Found an old box in the back of the closet Things I forgot I ever kept Receipts, old pictures, names and numbers From lives I haven’t lived in years Then there it was beneath the paper Faded black across the silver face I knew the writing before I read it And suddenly time just fell away Funny what the years don’t take Funny what comes back that way Maybe I don’t miss you Maybe I miss me Before I knew how everything Eventually leaves Back when a Friday night Could feel like all we’d ever need Maybe I don’t miss you I miss who I used to be Your feet were resting on the dashboard Streetlights slipping through your hair The stereo kept cutting out But you sang every word without a care We missed the turn and kept on driving Like there was nowhere else to be You laughed at something I can’t remember I just remember how you looked at me We had nowhere we were going And somehow that was everything Maybe I don’t miss you Maybe I miss me Before I knew how everything Eventually leaves Back when a Friday night Could feel like all we’d ever need Maybe I don’t miss you I miss who I used to be I don’t know when it all got ordinary Or when the songs became just songs When Friday night became just Friday Some things leave without being gone Maybe I don’t miss you Maybe I miss me Before I knew how everything Eventually leaves Back when a Friday night Could feel like all we’d ever need Maybe I don’t miss you I miss who I used to be