Baby, I'm sorry

Things didn't work out the way that I planned

But we both know that planning's not my strong suit

I'm sad that I lost you, but I won't chase you

I still don't blame you for making me stall

When I learned how to drive your car

Because your best friends were all too sad to take you to the airport

But I miss you every minute of every day

Tell me, why can't you still make a decision?

'Cause I'm getting better at

Crying without making any noise

All I want is your voice in my head

And your hair in my bed

Please tell me why I'm so afraid of dying alone

So scared and so stoned

But I don't know what I need, so just tell me what you need

You're all I need

Just please don't make me