
so used to getting what i wanted
in weird twisted ways
i wanted to be a grown up
i was molested
a grown up at five
the end of my childhood
but i kept growing
until i hit my teens
and my brain caught up
to what my body was taught
and everything just Stopped
i kept spinning, my life didn't end
just stopped growing inside
so how did i make it to thirty?
last year they took my shining star
and i couldn't figure out
what i was living for
so i just kept on living
nights like last night with good friends
small adventure and great sex
show me why i keep breathing
why i don't take those pills
when my house is empty
and there is no one to answer to
good friends, small adventure, great sex
i hold onto these moments
i hold them like crutches when i have to
i hold them like fragile spring flowers
whenever i can.