I

feel

your

head

res-

tin'

hea-

vy

on

your

sin-

gle

bed

I

want

to

hear

all

a-

bout

it

Get

it

all

of

your

chest,

oh

I

feel

the

tears

and

you’re

not

a-

lone,

oh

When

I

hold

you,

well

I

won’t

let

go,

oh

Why

should

we

care

for

what

they’re

sel-

ling

us

a-

ny-

way?

We’re

so

young,

girl,

and

you

know,

whoa

You

don’t

have

to

be

there,

babe

You

don’t

have

to

be

scared,

babe

You

don’t

need

a

plan

of

what

you

wan-

na

do

Won’t

you

lis-

ten

to

the

man

that’s

lo-

ving

you

Your

world

keeps

spin-

ning

and

you

can’t

jump

off

But

I

will

catch

you

if

you

fall

I

can’t

tell

you

e-

nough

I

hate

to

hear

that

you’re

fee-

ling

low

I

hate

to

hear

that

you

won’t

come

home

oh

Why

should

we

care

for

what

they’re

sel-

ling

us

a-

ny-

way?

We’re

so

young,

girl,

and

you

know,

whoa

You

don’t

have

to

be

there,

babe

You

don’t

have

to

be

scared,

babe

You

don’t

need

a

plan

of

what

you

wan-

na

do

Won’t

you

lis-

ten

to

the

man

that’s

lo-

ving

you

Whoa,

whoa,

whoa

Ea-

sy,

ea-

sy

and

a

one,

two,

three,

oh

Bree-

zy,

bree-

zy

if

you

come

with

me,

oh

Ea-

sy,

ea-

sy

and

a

one,

two,

three,

four,

five,

six,

se-

ven

eight,

nine,

nine,

nine,

nine

You

don’t

have

to

be

there,

babe

You

don’t

have

to

be

scared,

babe

You

don’t

need

a

plan

of

what

you

wan-

na

do

Won’t

you

lis-

ten

to

the

man

that’s

lo-

ving

you

oh

You

don’t

have

to

be

there,

babe

You

don’t

have

to

be

scared,

babe

You

don’t

need

a

plan

of

what

you

wan-

na

do

Won’t

you

lis-

ten

to

the

man

that’s

lo-

ving

you

Whoa,

whoa,

whoa

whoa