Lyrics More than a Month - The Regrettes

More than a Month

There’s a million things that I could say to you
And a million things I know I shouldn’t do
Like call your mom and ask her what the fuck is going on
It’s as if the last time we talked I was drunk
And backed out before you had some talk alone with yourself
Thought it was me 'cause there’s a million things that it might be
Do you think of me?
Do you wanna call?
Please tell me that you miss me, miss me
Miss me even a little at all
'Cause if you don’t
Well, I guess I don’t miss you
Do you think of me?
Do you wanna call?
Please tell me that you miss me, miss me
Miss me even a little at all
'Cause if you don’t
Well, I guess I don’t miss you
Is there still a chance?
Do I have a chance?
Do we have a chance?
Oh-oh
Is there still a chance?
Do I have a chance?
Do we have a chance?
Oh-oh
Is there still a chance?
Do I have a chance?
Do we have a chance?
Oh-oh
Is there still a chance?
Do I have a chance?
Do we have a chance?
Oh-oh
All my Joni records they will get me through
And Patsy helps a little but won’t give me you
So I moved on to write my very own depressing song
I made so many cookies I could feed L. A
But the chocolate chips won’t melt this pain away
I guess it’s time to join a book club or the local play
Do you think of me?
Do you wanna call
Please tell me that you miss me, miss me
Miss me even a little at all
'Cause if you don’t
Well, I guess I don’t miss you
Do you think of me?
Yeah
Well, do you wanna call?
Please tell me that you miss me, miss me
Miss me even a little at all
'Cause if you don’t
Well, I guess I don’t miss you
Is there still a chance?
Do I have a chance?
Do we have a chance?
Oh-oh
Is there still a chance?
Do I have a chance?
Do we have a chance?
Oh-oh
Is there still a chance?
Do I have a chance?
Do we have a chance?
Oh-oh
Is there still a chance?
Do I have a chance?
Yeah
Do we have a chance?
Oh-oh
I’ve said your name out loud a thousand times or more
Hoping to evoke some sort of magic cure
It hasn’t worked yet but I’m not thinking 'bout leaving that door
And when I look on my wall I see a note from you
From two months ago when I came down with the flu
And I wanna hate you but it’s something that I just can’t do
Do you think of me?
Do you wanna call?
Please tell me that you miss me, miss me
Miss me even a little at all
If you do, no shit I still miss you