[Verse 1]
I press play and there's us. I guess around 15
You'd be ”Gas station Gus,” Peter, Paul and Gene
Our laughter looped on to an old tape, you'd break
To make it sound more true, dirty and less fake
[Pre-Chorus 1]
I really miss you
I really miss you
All the commotion and creative devotion
[Chorus]
All the things we would do if you were here to
All the things we would do
We'd form a band and brag about its breakthrough
You'd ask me to dumb it down and I'd laugh at you
[Verse 2]
And it never really mattered how fucked up things could be
You'd find a way somehow to cheat reality
You made me believe in things I didn't know exist
Things that were there all along on your “to do list”
[Pre-Chorus]
I really miss you
I really miss you
And creative devotion
[Chorus]
