My Apology || The Get Up Kids
Sometimes I’m old enough to keep routines,
sometimes I’m child enough to scream for everything I broke in two.
You’re barely missing me, I’m missing you and everything you do,
I really do, I really do…sure I do.
… And as I turned to leave,
I caught myself in the mirror to see
I aged a year this week.
I left a note up on your bed
That said “Hey, thanks again
For everything you did.”
I woke up older carrying
Two years in the bags under my eyes.
I watched you wake up and get dressed.
You left the room.
Receded like my hairline.
Well, Jesus Christ, I’m not scared to die,
I’m a little bit scared of what comes after.