A Playlist Killed the Mixtape

Just give me a sign, your place or mine?
Nineteen and blond with rolling eyes, to my surprise
Young hearts beat way too red, we need to break them in
Maybe I'm a liar claiming everyone's a fake
But I won't say a word of this to anyone who's listening

Honestly, I'm missing you to death
And I hope this note is reaching you somehow

If the words don't come out the way they should
This lasting scent is understood
Your mixtape's out of style now, baby
Our favorite songs have died
Maybe I'm too tired but I'm staying up and typing out
How you make me smile, and how I'm not your style

Honestly, I'm missing you to death
And I hope this note is reaching you somehow
I'm sure you're older now
With new friends you've picked out
Still I hope this note is reaching you somehow

I'm the love you lost
I fought for you and at all costs
I bled through every single word
And there's nothing you can say to me
To make me walk away and leave
(You're fine)
We're fine
(We're fine)
I'm fine

Honestly, I'm missing you to death
And I hope this note is reaching you somehow
I don't have a clue, and it's killing me
(Help with these lyrics?)
Leave it all behind, leaving you behind

Honestly, I'm missing you to death
And I hope this note is reaching you somehow
I'm sure you're older now
With new friends you've picked out
Still I hope this note is reaching you