I\'d say the old me died young,
and the New Me grew up way too fast.
Used bulbs flicker when they\'re almost done.
Like a fire, their warm light is cast.
It\'s been on my mind my whole life,
but I\'d rather sit and worry than cry.
To be an optimist or a narcissist...
I guess I\'ll wait and see which feels right.
The water is burning,
something like a table turning.
And I\'m tired, and alone,
but I don\'t wanna call this home.
Racetracks in my skull tonight,
I\'m weak from hanging on too tight.
It\'s been on my mind my whole life,
but I\'d rather sit and worry than cry.
To be an optimist or a narcissist,
I guess we\'ll wait and see which feels right.
Build a dam, it\'s who I am - our strengths are equivalent.
I know you can tell when I\'m feeling it.
To be locked away, or here to stay...
I guess we\'ll see if they\'re the same.
It\'s been on my mind my whole life,
but I\'d rather sit and worry than cry.
To be an optimist or a narcissist,
I\'ll wait and see which feels right.