This is a remake of a classic 1999 Earl Thomas Conley single. The lyrics are heartfelt while seeming almost sarcastic and bitter. The point of the song is conjecture about what he would say upon seeing his past love again, whether wishing her well, or wishing her to "go to Hell."
Talkin' to the mirror, whispering your name
It's just like you were here, you'd think I was insane
I hold these conversations in the silence of my room
Rehearsing all the things I'd say should I run into you