if I had words in my head I would write them all down
and If I had good intentions I wouldn’t tell you
didn't anyone ever tell you it's all about timing
cause i'm growing up and my hair won't stay long forever

and all the things I see are just for company
and all the things you do are for yourself
and sometimes it’s just lip service and a ride home
but mostly its whiskey bottles and saving face

cause growing old seems boring to me
and it pushes you away
growing up seems pointless to me
and it's only pushing you away

but that’s right where you want to be
and it’s the only place you ever wanna stay
and the only way i get to see you now is with an appointment
and the only way i get what i want now is with indifference

but you don’t look for me
cause you never cared about things like that
and you don’t worry about me
cause I’m always here

and it’s not what I want but maybe it is
and it’s not what you say but more of how you don't say it
and we'll die slowly with all of your other devotions
and there’s no use in us when there’s so much commotion
and so much indifference

but you know how good it feels
-good enough to change me
and you know all you would have to do
is call
call call call and i could stop reading this note
over over over and over again

until it’s nothing but nothing
just like us
and I don’t understand that
or maybe i just don't care enough
i'm so indifferent, maybe i'll get what i want         but i won't wait.