I don't know what to do without you 
I don't know where to put my hands 
I've been trying to lay my head down 
I'm writing this at 3am 

I don't need the world to see 
that I've been the best I can be, but 
I don't think I could stand to be 
where you don't see me 

On sunny days I go out walking 
I end up on a tree-lined street 
I look up at the gaps of sunlight 
I miss you more than anything 

I don't need the world to see 
that I've been the best I can be, but 
I don't think I could stand to be 
where you don't see me 

and [bad word] when you're not yet done 
with the summer passing by, but 
I don't think I could stand to be 
where you don't see me