Well, I got this little problem, I got this guy in bed I got him where I want him, but I got you in my head We had a lot of whiskey, we had a lot of fun I thought it was working till last night I said something so hilarious Would've put you on the floor But he sat there and blank stared at it Like he was stoned and bored I don't mean to, but I miss you I don't mean to get your hopes up seeing my call I don't mean to open doors up, we're both know that door's shut Baby, but he will never get me like you do And I'm sorry to be talking out the blue I don't mean to but I miss you But I miss you I'm tired of faking feelings, feelings I ain't got I'm tired of acting all impressed with all the names he drops I miss your jackass comments, how the world looks through your lens You kissed me like forever but it was always gonna end And it's so obvious He ain't meant to be Maybe we weren't either But I don't mean I don't mean to, but I miss you I don't mean to get your hopes up seeing my call I don't mean to open doors up We both know that door's shut, baby And he will never get me like you do And I'm sorry to be talking out the blue I don't mean to, but I miss you I miss you I don't mean to I don't mean to but I do Well, I got this little problem, I got this guy in bed I got him where I want him, but I've got you in my head