Goldspot

It's Getting Old

Goldspot


It's getting old, isn't it? 
To love everyone else 
More than you love yourself 
It's an excuse, isn't it? 
To be the tragic one 
Strung out on Paxil pills 

In the meantime 
It's the same old dance 
You danced on your own 
The same old dance 
That left you alone 
Two more steps and you might fall 
Could you maybe try 
And stick this one out? 

It's in your head, isn't it? 
Bumping into yourself 
Like you're in a house of mirrors 
It's safe to say, isn't it? 
You need to re-invent yourself 
Even for just one day 

In the meantime 
It's the same old dance 
You danced on your own 
The same old dance 
That left you alone 
Two more steps and you might fall 
So maybe try 
And stick this one out 
Or maybe try and stick this one out 

Sometimes I'm in between 
If it's time to reconvene 

It's the same old dance 
You danced on your own 
The same old dance 
That left you alone 
Two more steps and you might fall 
So maybe try 
And stick this one out 
Maybe try and stick this one out