Whoa
Yeah

The fact that we've been done for months has got nothin' to do with it
But if you text me to come over, you know that I'd probably go through with it
'Cause if I'm bein' up front, you're always in the back of my head, baby
And I only feel the cold when I slide to your side of the bed

I ain't sayin' it's all the time
It's more like only every other lonely night
Washes over me like an ocean tide
Guess what I'm tryin' to say
That missin' you comes in waves
That missin' you
Missin' you comes in waves

Do you ever catch yourself lookin' through pictures you should delete? Yeah
And do you ever get to feelin' that we could still be what we used to be?
'Cause, baby, on a good day, I'm good at gettin' over you (ooh)
But on most days, you kinda crash into me outta the blue (when I'm missin' you)

Oh, I ain't sayin' it's all the time
It's more like only every other lonely night
Washes over me like an ocean tide
Guess what I'm tryin' to say
That missin' you comes in waves
That missin' you
That missin' you
Oh, that missin' you comes in waves

When the sun goes down on this Gulf Coast town
I'm missin' you, oh
When the whiskey hits and it burns like this
I'm missin' you, oh

I ain't sayin' it's all the time
It's more like only every other lonely night
Washes over me like an ocean tide
Guess what I'm tryin' to say
That missin' you comes in waves
That missin' you
Missin' you
That missin' you comes in waves

Ooh
Oh, oh

Copyright: OLE MEDIA MANAGEMENT LP, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Alysa Maria Vanderheym, Charles Burgess Kelley, Joey Hendricks, Michael David Whitworth