Fear of Missing Out

I'm sitting alone again Ten boxes of candy strewn around on my bed And my friends are out along on the town My mouth is sewn shut again Can't gain the courage to reach out to my friends But I've got fear of missing out I could send them a text then, maybe But I don't wanna seem needy They don't seem to really need me around I don't need anybody to save me Cause I'm fine on my own, but still I found Myself wishing for A sound besides my ukulele... Oh Ooh Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm...