Mess With Missing You Songtext
von Jordan Davis

I don′t listen to Keith Whitley when there's storm clouds rolling in
I don′t drive down a lane of memories 'cause I know how that road ends
I don't drink wine after midnight, wishing that this bed was yours
No, I don′t mess with missing you no more

I still go to church on Sundays, but I hide out in the back
And I leave five minutes early, so I don′t run into your dad
When someone asks me why we ended, I keep that long story short
And say I don't mess with missing you no more

You′re like whiskey, I can't even have one sip
Not even just a little bit like I did before
It′s just too risky, if I start, then I can't quit
And all that moving on I did goes out the door
So I don′t mess with missing you no more
(I don't mess with missing you)


If I do, I know the kinda hell and back that I'll go through
So I don′t play with fire, even though God knows I want to
′Cause you'll just break my heart again, and baby, I′ll break yours
So I don't mess with missing you no more

You′re like whiskey, I can't even have one sip
Not even just a little bit like I did before
It′s just too risky, if I start, then I can't quit
And all that moving on I did goes out the door
So I don't mess with missing you no more

And I don′t want to, but I know
If you really love someone like I do
(Yeah, like I do)
You gotta let ′em go

You're like whiskey, I can′t even have one sip
Not even just a little bit like I did before
It's just too risky, if I start, then I can′t quit
And all that moving on I did goes out the door
So I don't mess with missing you no more

I don′t mess with missing you no more