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Maya Hawke - Missing Out Lyrics
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Lucy wants to write the next great American novel
And she can't even read the bottle
She says I might be a genius
Well, she could be a model
Didn't think I'd get in, so I didn't apply
Now I'm a drunk hanger-on
Hittin' on the younger guy
I buy booze for the Ivy League with my television salary
They think they look up to me, ha

Well, I was left like coals in leaves
And I sparked up in winter's breeze
And now I know it's me who's missin' out

Missin' out, missin' out, missin' out
Missin' out, missin' out, missin' out
Missin' out, missin' out, missin' out
Now I know it's me who's missin' out

But I was born with my foot in the door
And my mind in the gutter and my guts on the floor
Holdin' the party line
Embarrassed all the time
I remember my potential
Before I skipped the fundamentals
Before I ran from safety
Hopin' someone would chase me

Well, I was left like coals in leaves
And I sparked up in winter's breeze
And now I know it's me who's missin' out

Missin' out, missin' out, missin' out
Missin' out, missin' out, missin' out
Missin' out, missin' out, missin' out
Now I know it's me who's missin' out
Missin' out, missin' out
Missin' out, missin' out, missin' out
Missin' out, missin' out, missin' out
Now I know it's me who's missin' out

I've been someone to talk about
I wanna be someone to talk to
I've bitten off way more than I can spit out

Missin' out, missin' out, missin' out
Missin' out, missin' out, missin' out
Missin' out, missin' out, missin' out
Now I know it's me who's missin' out
Missin' out, missin' out
Missin' out, missin' out, missin' out
Missin' out, missin' out, missin' out
Now I know it's me who's missin' out

I'm missin' out, out
I'm missin' out, out
I'm missin' out, out
I'm missin' out, out
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Lucy wants to write the next great American novel
And she can't even read the bottle
She says I might be a genius
Well, she could be a model
Didn't think I'd get in, so I didn't apply
Now I'm a drunk hanger-on
Hittin' on the younger guy
I buy booze for the Ivy League with my television salary
They think they look up to me, ha

Well, I was left like coals in leaves
And I sparked up in winter's breeze
And now I know it's me who's missin' out

Missin' out, missin' out, missin' out
Missin' out, missin' out, missin' out
Missin' out, missin' out, missin' out
Now I know it's me who's missin' out

But I was born with my foot in the door
And my mind in the gutter and my guts on the floor
Holdin' the party line
Embarrassed all the time
I remember my potential
Before I skipped the fundamentals
Before I ran from safety
Hopin' someone would chase me

Well, I was left like coals in leaves
And I sparked up in winter's breeze
And now I know it's me who's missin' out

Missin' out, missin' out, missin' out
Missin' out, missin' out, missin' out
Missin' out, missin' out, missin' out
Now I know it's me who's missin' out
Missin' out, missin' out
Missin' out, missin' out, missin' out
Missin' out, missin' out, missin' out
Now I know it's me who's missin' out

I've been someone to talk about
I wanna be someone to talk to
I've bitten off way more than I can spit out

Missin' out, missin' out, missin' out
Missin' out, missin' out, missin' out
Missin' out, missin' out, missin' out
Now I know it's me who's missin' out
Missin' out, missin' out
Missin' out, missin' out, missin' out
Missin' out, missin' out, missin' out
Now I know it's me who's missin' out

I'm missin' out, out
I'm missin' out, out
I'm missin' out, out
I'm missin' out, out
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Writer: Maya Hawke, Benjamin Lazar Davis, Bridget Kearny, Levon Hawke, Will Graefe
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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