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Make You Miss Me

Sam Hunt

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Make You Miss Me
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sam Hunt
Sam Hunt
Vocals
Zach Crowell
Zach Crowell
Programming
Ian Fitchuk
Ian Fitchuk
Drums
Devin Malone
Devin Malone
Electric Guitar
Hillary Lindsey
Hillary Lindsey
Background Vocals
David Davidson
David Davidson
Violin
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sam Hunt
Sam Hunt
Songwriter
Josh Osborne
Josh Osborne
Songwriter
Matthew Ramsey
Matthew Ramsey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Zach Crowell
Zach Crowell
Producer
Shane McAnally
Shane McAnally
Producer
Neal Dahlgren
Neal Dahlgren
Recording Engineer
Andrew Mendelson
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

You hear a new song, it's your favorite But pretty soon, you'll be changin' the station And all your old shoes are lookin' brand-new They wanna be worn, but they never get the chance to Heavy into everything, ready for the next thing To catch your eye for a while, then you're over it You change your mind on it, soon as the shine's gone Like you always do, you don't know it yet, but Whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa I ain't gonna be that easy to leave Whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa Girl, I'm gonna make you miss me Make you wish that you were sleepin' in my shirt Lie about my jacket and tell everyone it's yours When your phone rings after midnight, and you're thinkin' maybe it's me I'm gonna make you miss me You're cold and hot, you burn out like a match Keep the slipknot in the strings you attach You think it's easy, but that's a lie The only reason that you're good at goodbye is Every boy you ever met, was too easy to forget Well, I ain't goin' out like that Whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa I ain't gonna be that easy to leave Whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa Girl, I'm gonna make you miss me Make you wish that you were sleepin' in my shirt Lie about my jacket and tell everyone it's yours When your phone rings after midnight, and you're thinkin' maybe it's me I'm gonna make you miss me, yeah Whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa I ain't gonna be that easy to leave Whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa Girl, I'm gonna make you miss me Writin' letters that you're never gonna mail Stay up and paint my favorite shade of red on your nails 'Cause you can't fall asleep, and you're wishin' you were with me I'm gonna make you miss me, make you miss me Make you miss the way my hand fit in your hand When you're dialin' my number, listenin' to my favorite bands I'll say, "Hey, baby, you know all you can say is 'come and get me'" Gonna make you miss me (miss me) I'm gonna make you miss me (make you miss me, yeah) Whoa, oh, oh-oh, oh I'm gonna make you miss me, yeah
Writer(s): Josh Osborne, Matthew Thomas Ramsey, Sam Lawry Hunt Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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