sometimes i lie awake in bed i'm thinking about the things you said so lost for words, so lost to tell you how i feel so terrified of changing what i thought was real
it's too bad you're gone it's too bad you're not alone and i know that you couldn't see that it's just too bad that you're gone and not here with me
standing here, trying to make some sense of this there's nothing between us, still i can feel your awkwardness you're so lost for words, so you just tell me i'm your friend there must be one reason, only one reason in the end
cuz it's it's too bad you're gone it's too bad you're not alone and i know that you couldn't see that it's just too bad that you're gone and not here with me
so why are you pulling away and it must be from things that i say and i'm thinking you're thinking of him so why do i even care at all