I've been drawing in my notebook, writing little thoughts and things
Doodles that I'll forget the next day, but they mean so much to me
I've been wanting to call you to tell you, but I know that you won't pick up
There's so much we could talk about, yet there's really not much
And it's so sad
How we've fallen away from each other
It's so sad
How I almost considered you a brother
It's so sad
That the carpets are stained with spilled drinks
It's so sad
That the tv won't work anymore
I've been wanting to call you to tell you that I'm not okay
Not that it's your fault, I know
I just wanted to say hello