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 your 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 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