[Intro]
    

[Verse 1]
             
I'm gettin' ol

              
der, I think I

         
'm agin' well
              
I wish someone

            
 had told me I

             
'd be doin' th

      
is by myself
              
There's reason

             
s that I'm tha

              
nkful, there's

              
 a lot I'm gra

      
teful for
              
But it's diffe

            
rent when a st

              
ranger's alway

             
s waitin' at y

    
our door
            
Which is ironi

              
c 'cause the s

              
trangers seem 

   
to want me mor

e
              
Than anyone be

            
fore (Anyone b

   
efore)
            
  Too bad they

              
're usually de


ranged
             
Last week, I r

              
ealized I crav

  
e pity
              
When I re-tell

            
 a story, I ma

             
ke everything 

     
sound worse
              
Can't shake th

             
e feeling that

              
 I'm just bad 

   
at healing
              
And maybe that

            
's the reason 

             
every sentence

          
 sounds rehear

sed
            
Which is ironi

              
c because when

          
 I wasn't hone

st
              
I was still be

             
in' ignored (L

             
yin' for atten

            
tion, just to 

              
get neglection

 
)
            
Now we're estr

anged


[Chorus]
             
 Things I once

       
 enjoyed
             
Just keep me e

          
mployed now
              
Things I'm lon

        
ging for
             
Someday, I'll 

   
be bored of
           
It's so weird

   
              
That we care s

            
o much, until 

   
we don't


[Verse 2]
             
I'm gettin' ol

              
der, I've got 

           
more on my sho

ulders
              
But I'm gettin

            
' better at ad

             
mitting when I

   
'm wrong
              
I'm happier th

             
an ever, at le

              
ast, that's my

   
 endeavor
              
To keep myself

            
 together and 

             
prioritize my 


pleasure
             
'Cause to be h

             
onest, I just 

              
wish that what

   
 I promise
              
Would depend o

             
n what I'm giv

             
en (Not on his

            
 permission)
              
(Wasn't my dec

            
ision) To be a


bused, mm


[Chorus]
             
 Things I once

       
 enjoyed
             
Just keep me e

          
mployed now
              
Things I'm lon

        
ging for
             
Someday, I'll 

   
be bored of
           
It's so weird

   
              
That we care s

            
o much, until 

   
we don't


[Outro]
             
But next week,

              
 I hope I'm so

        
mewhere laughi

n'
            
For anybody as

             
king, I promis

          
e I'll be fine
              
I've had some 

             
trauma, did th

              
ings I didn't 


wanna
              
Was too afraid

            
 to tell ya, b

             
ut now, I thin

       
k it's time