It's getting cold again Summer's come to an end You're packing all your bins Boxes filled to the brim ♪ 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 ♪ 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 ♪ And no one understands me You're the only one ♪ 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 ♪ 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