death by therapy

You won't save me

I'm falling and my life is falling too

It falls apart with you

Would you hate me

If I told you I still haven't found myself

And loneliness might help?

I'll get it figured out this summer

I'll get it figured out too late

Staying present

But knowing for every day that I can't choose

There's so much more to lose

Don't need nobody

To tell me what I should and shouldn't do

My heart will guide me through

I'll get it figured out by Christmas

Or by next Stampede at the worst

I'll be alone until I'm lonely

Would you give up on me first?

Hey

Where did the last ten years go?

Wake up and they're gone

And growing up becomes the problem I can't solve

Since when do all my friends play golf?

I'm old as shit but I still

Act the same way that I did in high school

Play the same songs I wrote in high school

Stay the same way but at least I'll die cool

And so I take my final leave

My heart will find reprieve

Abandon all those petty schemes

I thought were hopes and dreams

My soul succumbs to death by therapy