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I'm getting older I think I'm aging well I wish someone had told me, I'd be doing this by myself There's reasons that I'm thankful There's a lot I'm grateful for But it's different when a stranger's always waiting at your door Which is ironic 'Cause the strangers seem to want me more than anyone before (Anyone before) Too bad, they're usually deranged Last week, I realized I crave pity, when I retell a story I make everything sound worse Can't shake the feeling that I'm just bad at healing And maybe that's the reason every sentence sounds rehearsed Which is ironic Because when I wasn't honest, I was still being ignored Now we're estranged Things I once enjoyed Just keep me employed now Things I'm longing for, someday, I'll be bored of It's so weird That we care so much, until we don't