She used to call me up and care
Used to be my angel there but now
I write this eulogy 'cause she's gone
I'll contemplate this at dawn, what now?
So I grew older
And my heart grew colder
Now I don't have crushes anymore
And I hope you're okay
Sorry had no bouquet for ya
Think I better just disappear
I sit in my beanbag
I think I'm getting mad
At myself
For letting you go
Holding my pillow
Have I even grown?
And I can't tell
If I just fell or am I still so immature
Oooh, I'm so simple
Oooh, always dwindle
'Causе I let you go
Yeah, oooh
Dreaming of, youu
Somеthing's up
But all I can do
Is sit in my beanbag
Sit in my beanbag
Crush my heart
I'll impart
That it hurt me so
I want you to know
That I'm just scared
So I was foolish
Now I'm in an abyss
Of my own fears and identity
'Cause you're still so pretty
I joined a committee
That'll help me sentimentally
I sit in my beanbag
I think I'm getting mad
At myself
For letting you go
Holding my pillow
Have I even grown?
And I can't tell
If I just fell or am I still so immature
Oooh, mind is brittle
Oooh, just a little
'Cause I let you go
Yeah, oooh
Dreaming stopped
Oooh, something's up
But all I can do
Is sit in my beanbag
Sit in my beanbag