It's getting cold again
Summer's come to an end
You're packing all your bins
Boxes filled to the brim
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Picking up all my things off my bedroom floor
So I don't freak out
Cleaning out all my books
All our coffee cups
So I don't freak out
Who will I talk to when I've got no one else?
Who will I lean on to when I decide I need the help?
I'll drive you to your apartment
Six hours away
Through sobs and tears
I'll tell you to call me everyday
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You'll go to college
And I'll stay here on my bedroom floor
When you go to college will it be the same anymore?
I'm getting bad again
I don't like to be alone
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And no one understands me
You're the only one
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Picking up all my things off my bedroom floor
So I don't freak out
Driving all by myself with Taylor Swift on
So I don't freak out
And I know it's not about me
But I don't know how I'll get through
Crying over stupid boys
If I'm not doing it with you
And I know you're gonna do good
And finally live out your dream
Of a downtown coffee brewery or a cafe bookstore bakery
I'll call you from my hometown everyday
Ask you to not forget me if you find a replacement
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You'll go to college and I'll stay here on my bedroom floor
When you go to college
I'll surprise you behind your door