Mom Jeans. - *Sobs Quietly* Lyrics

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 you car
Because your best friends were all too sad to take you to the airport
And I miss you every minute of every day tell me
Why cant 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