Possibly my favorite song of this summer... All chords are barred except E, which is open. A Gm B E Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh [x3] A Gm Pick up the phone, I wanna talk B E About my day, it really sucked A Gm The sun was out, I thought I was fine B E But then you slipped into my mind I wanna see you but I know I can't cos you're not home, you're never home I can't remember why you left and why you took back all your stuff I'm sorry I lost your favorite t-shirt, I'll buy you a new one, a better one Pick up the phone, I wanna talk About how I miss you, I miss you so much Hop on a plane, come back and see me I promise i won't be such a brat I promise i won't be such a brat If I promise you anything, I promise you that I promise i won't be a brat If I promise you anything, I promise you that I miss you, I miss you, I miss you, I miss you I miss you, I miss you, I miss you, I miss you
