Getting Older

It's so weird

I'm gettin' older, I think I'm agin' well

I wish someone had told me I'd be doin' this by myself

There's reasons that I'm thankful, there's a lot I'm grateful for

But it's different when a stranger's always waitin' at your door

Which is ironic 'cause the strangers seem to want me more

Than anyone before

Anyone before

Too bad they're usually deranged

Last week, I realized I crave pity

When I retell a story, I make everything sound worse

Can't shake the feeling that I'm just bad at healin'

And maybe that's the reason why each sentence sounds rehearsed

Which is ironic because when I wasn't honest

I was still bein' ignored

Lyin' for attention just to get neglection

Now we're estranged

Things I once enjoyed

Just keep me employed now

Things I'm longing for

Someday, I'll be bored of

It's so weird, oh, it's so weird

That we care so much until we don't

I'm gettin' older, I've got more on my shoulders

But I'm gettin' better at admittin' when I'm wrong

I'm happier than ever, at least, that's my endeavor

To keep myself together and prioritize my pleasure

'Cause, to be honest, I just wish that what I promise

Would depend on what I'm given

Not on his permission

Wasn't my decision to be abused

Things I once enjoyed

Just keep me employed now

Things I'm longing for

Someday, I'll be bored of

It's so weird, so weird

Oh, we care so much until we don't, yeah

Oh, we care so much until we don't

But next week, I hope I'm somewhere laughing

For anybody asking, I promise I'll be fine

I've had some trauma, felt things I didn't wanna

Was too afraid to tell ya, but now, I think it's time