Music: Joseph Patrick Contreras
Great, it's me again
We are kind wondering when you are getting back
Or should we not expect you, let me know
Your stuff is still here, so you must be near
But you left and no saying a word
This doesn't have to be weird, and this air could be clear
Look, I'm sorry if the lines all got blurred
This is how it ends, you pass your class and graduate
just tutoring non-friends
Like I am not confused to
And I'm afraid of what you will say
And what you will do
Hey, just checking in
'Cause it's getting a little late
Are you alive?
I can make more excuses, I don't mind
Just need to know that me and Mr. Popularity are fine
Alright. Bye.