get older

i can’t sing in front of you

i hide my songs

it won’t take long

til you’ve turned my bed over

there is no

there is no

there is no safety with you

there is no escaping

i’ll just wait for the day

i get older

can i live

another day?

do i exist

how can i say

how it does my head over

there is no

there is no

there is no

safety with you

there is no escaping

i’ll just wait for the day

i get older

i give you time

i give you room

i give you space

it means nothing

i tend your wound

i spare my grace

i save you face

it means nothing

i give you time

i give you room

i give you space

it means nothing

i tend your wound

i spare my grace

at the end of the day

it means nothing

at the end of the day

i will wait to get older