I Miss You.
When you think of the good old times, I hope you remember my smile.
I hope when you think of the term teenage love, my face is the first one that pops up.
When you remember all the things we went through together, I hope you laugh.
Oh, 'cause when I wake up in the morning,
I swear to myself I'm over you.
When I'm getting ready for school e'eryday,
I hope you notice me again.
I pretend I'm over you, I pretend I'm fine.