Texas

sometimes I lie awake in bed

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

so lost for words

so you just tell me i'm your friend

there must be one reason

only one reason in the end

'cause 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 im thinking ur thinking of her

so why do I even care at all