I went out walking and I caught myself talking
To a man who's been knocking around Bardo's door
So I come home thinking that I ought not be missing
Those things that you're sending, they ain't nothing new to me
So I'm sitting here thinking about all that he's saying
I'm sure that you're wishing that I'll come around they way
But the bridges that you burned before, sliding out that back door
Things that you said were nothing new to me
You can't miss what you never had
Can't miss what you never had
You can't miss what you never had
Can't miss what you never had
I was out walking, I found myself thinking
On what he was preaching seemed all fine with me
But all those bridges that you're burning are the ones you'll be wanting
They won't hear you talking, it's nothing new to me
You can't miss what you never had
Can't miss what you never had
You can't miss what you never had
Can't miss what you never had
Well, I came back from walking, still found myself talking
To the man who's been knocking around Bardo's door
The things that he said before, all that you're wishing for
Easy to have been bought before, ain't nothing new
I came home from thinking about all that you're saying
Things that you're seeking, better look the other way
'Cause the bridges that you burned before, things that you're hoping for
Now they're haunting on your back door, it's nothing new to me
You can't miss what you never had
You can't miss what you never had
You can't miss what you never had
You can't miss what you never had
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