When You’re Gone, I Fall Apart

Uh. Dude, sick. When you're gone, when you're gone.

When you're gone, when you're gone. Oh my heart with your name

name name cuz it's warming my heart. I hate it. I hate it.

I hate it. Pictures of that day I fall apart. I know.

Buried my sweater and I talked too much. Too much. I keep on

texting I talked too much. Too much. They kicking my door.

Should I just go? Go my way home. Go my way

home. Chilling my head. Chilling my head. Can't call again.