[Intro]
  


[Verse 1]
            
  I know you k

  
now
              
It felt just l

      
ike a joke

I show, you don't

And now we're talkin'
            
  I know your 

   
ghost
              
I see her thro

        
ugh the smoke

She'll play her show
             
And you'll be 

     
watchin'


[Pre-Chorus]
              
And if history

              
's clear, some

             
one always end

          
s up in ruins
              
And what seeme

              
d like fate be

             
comes "What th

              
e hell was I d

  
oin'?"
             
Babylon lovers

              
 hangin', life

           
times on a vin

e (Ooh)
              
Do you miss mi

  
ne?


[Chorus]
            
Do you miss us

   
, us?
              
I felt it, you

              
 held it, do y

           
ou miss us, us

?
              
Wonder if you 

              
regret the sec

         
ret of us, us
          
Us (Us), us (U

s), us (Us)


[Verse 2]
           
 I know you kn

ow
              
It felt like s

         
omethin' old

It felt like somethin' holy, like souls bleedin'
             
So, it fеlt li

             
ke what I've k

nown
              
You're twеnty-

           
nine years old
              
So how can you

              
 be cold when 

          
I open my home

?


[Pre-Chorus]
              
And if history

              
's clear, the 

             
flames always 

              
end up in ashe


s
              
And what seeme

              
d like fate, g

              
ive it ten mon

              
ths and you'll

              
 be past it (Y

         
ou'll be past 

it)
             
Babylon lovers

              
 hangin', miss

              
ed calls on th

  
e line

I gave you mine


[Chorus]
             
Did you mind u

   
s, us?
              
I felt it, you

              
 held it, do y

           
ou miss us, us

?
              
Wonder if you 

              
regret the sec

          
ret of us, us

Us (Us), us (Us), us (Us)


[Bridge]
            
That night, yo

              
u were talkin'

       
 false prophet

s and profits
             
They make in t

              
he margins of 


poetry sonnets
            
You never read

           
 up on it, sha

me, could've l

earned somethi

n'
             
Robert Bly on 

             
my nightstand,

              
 gifts from yo

        
u, how ironic
             
A curse or a m

              
iracle, hearse

       
 or an oracle
             
You're incompa

              
rable, fuck, i

      
t was chemical
             
You (You) plus

              
 (Plus) me (Me

  
) was


[Chorus]
       
Us, us, us
              
I felt it, you

              
 held it, do y

           
ou miss us, us

?
              
Wonder if you 

              
regret the sec

          
ret of us, us
              
Mistaken for s

              
trangers the w

           
ay it was, was
              
The pain of, t

              
he reign of, t

            
he flame of us

   
, us
              
The outline, w

              
ell, sometimes

             
, do you miss 

    
us, us?
              
The best kind,

              
 well, sometim

           
es, do you mis

s us?