Getting Older

Burnt toast for breakfast

She lives down in Texas

Home for the summer

Eyelids open slow

We could play the guitar in the back of your car

Oh, what I wouldn't give

We could fall in the sand as we fade into black

Oh, what a perfect end

I know it's not your heart and it's your head

(Getting in the way)

And I know you're stuck on something I never said

Getting in the way

Catholic, educated

With a moonlight motivation

We're a special kind of sad on the weekend

We're throwing stones, yelling glass at the ceiling

Play the guitar in the back of your car

Play the guitar in the back of your car

And I know it's not your heart and it's your head

(Getting in the way)

And I know you're stuck on something I never said

(Getting in the way)

Is it true? Is it me?

Is it time? Is it you? But

I know it's not your heart, but it's your head

Getting in the way

I'm getting older

I'm getting wiser

I'm growing taller

I'm getting out of the way

I'm getting older

I'm getting wiser

I'm growing taller

I'm getting out of the way

I know it's not your heart and it's your head

(Getting in the way)

And I know you're stuck on something I never said

(Getting in the way)

Is it true? Is it me?

Is it time? Is it you? But

I know it's not your heart, but it's your head

Getting in the way

I'm getting older

I'm getting out of the way