Older

Oh, oh, I'm getting older

And oh, oh, I wish I told her

Dark circles, rising stress

Dirty clothes, all of my mess, but somehow

I care less

My fears are irrational

Less sleep than an animal, but somehow

I keep it casual

Oh, oh, I'm getting older

And oh, oh, I wish I told her

That everything is fine

And she will be divine

And I only know that 'cause I'm older

Looking in the mirror

I don't feel less bitter, 'cause all my time

Has taught me well

Surely that's not sensible

I don't care, I'm beautiful

And my body's not a story you get to tell

Oh, oh, I'm getting older

And oh, oh, I wish I told her

That everything is fine

And she will be divine

And I only know that 'cause I'm older

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, I'm getting older

And oh, I wish I told her

That everything is fine

And she will be divine

And I only know that 'cause I'm older