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
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


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

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
I′m missin' out, out (na-na-na-na)
I′m missin' out, out (na-na-na-na)
I′m missin' out, out