Missing Out Songtext
von Maya Hawke

Lucy wants to write the next great American novel
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
Hitting 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 missing out

Missing out, missing out, missing out
Missing out, missing out, missing out
Missing out, missing out, missing out
Now, I know it′s me who's missing out


I was born with my foot in the door
And my mind in the gutter, and my guts on the floor
Holding the party line
Embarrassed all the time

I remember my potential
Before I skipped the fundamentals
Before I ran from safety
Hoping someone would chase me

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

Missing out, missing out, missing out
Missing out, missing out, missing out
Missing out, missing out, missing out
Now, I know it's me who's missing out

Missing out, missing out
Missing out, missing out, missing out
Missing out, missing out, missing out
Now, I know it′s me who′s missing 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


Missing out, missing out, missing out
Missing out, missing out, missing out
Missing out, missing out, missing out
Now, I know it's me who′s missing out

Missing out, missing out
Missing out, missing out, missing out
Missing out, missing out, missing out
Now, I know it's me who′s missing out

I'm missing out
I'm missing out, out
I′m missing out, out
I′m missing out, out