Movember

Why you gotta be so fuckin mean
Said it's not your scene, could you just leave me
Alone with my friends, alone with my thoughts
But I often have thoughts that can't be shared and
If you really cared about my health, about my heart
Then you would start keeping track of all the times
You said that you were fine but really weren't

It's just like back in time when you were five
The doctor said you would be fine
But it still hurt and I'm still sure
It was just a little trick to make us feel alright

Now I smell like smoke and I feel like shit
Probably couldn't hurt if we took a dip
Then I'll finally be as clean as I felt back at eighteen

'Cause I'm not getting any younger
My lungs get blacker every day
If I were to grow a beard, stop drinking beer
I fear you might not love me enough to make you stay
I really hope you'll stay

I know I said that it's not your problem
I know I said that it's not your care
This is a problem that can't get fixed with
Three drunk texts and one wet kiss
I know I said that it's not your problem
I know I said that it's not your care
This is a problem that can't get fixed with
Three drunk texts and one wet kiss

'Cause I'm not getting any younger
My lungs get blacker every day
If I were to grow a bread, stop drinking beer
I fear you might not love me enough to make you stay
To make you stay
To make you stay
To make you stay
To make you stay