sometimes i lie awake in bed
i'm 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
you're so lost for words, so you just tell me i'm your friend
there must be one reason, only one reason in the end

cuz 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 i'm thinking you're thinking of him
so why do i even care at all