It starts with just a hint of

Paranoia

I'm creeping on the border

Between the east coast and California

I'm back and forth somehow

Between here and New York I'm bound

On running from the force that dragged me down

Call it closure

I'm grinding milestones

I don't wanna go home

All these feelings I've been dealing with all on my own

I'm in my head singing songs

I get the melodies wrong

I drag the notes on too long

And don't know when to move on

I guess that this is what they call it when you're just getting older

And the pain is just a symptom of the overexposure

To the love that they showed ya

All the lies that they sold ya

When they seem not to know ya

That's what we're calling closure these days

Mm, these days

Mm, these days

Mm, these days