It starts with just a hint of Paranoia I'm creeping on the border Between the east coast and California I'm back and forth somehow Between here and New York I'm bound On running from the force that dragged me down Call it closure I'm grinding milestones I don't wanna go home All these feelings I've been dealing with all on my own I'm in my head singing songs I get the melodies wrong I drag the notes on too long And don't know when to move on I guess that this is what they call it when you're just getting older And the pain is just a symptom of the overexposure To the love that they showed ya All the lies that they sold ya When they seem not to know ya That's what we're calling closure these days Mm, these days Mm, these days Mm, these days