There's still patience But I want it to come back To make me full If trauma could speak Well I'd tell him to not call back So I can sleep I don't really feel that I've been all that lucky Wanted someone to find me But that wasn't my goal There's just so much that I won't let go Feel dumb, like there is more I should know My face shows the stress; all these fine lines I'm not an exhibit, I'm a bus sign Tell me how I can stop getting old Still here, my feet stuck in the mold And it's so haunting, this old town It grips like concrete now Breathing in circles Suck it up, you're fine Too bad you didn't want it more So you went and wasted all your time on building Skyscrapers for sure, for sure There's just so much that I won't let go Feel dumb, like there is more I should know My face shows the stress; all these fine lines I'm not an exhibit, I'm a bus sign Tell me how I can stop getting old Still here, my feet stuck in the mold And it's so haunting, this old town It grips like concrete now Growing up and out of this old rut Stop the clock, need some time to catch up Think it's time for me to give it up 22 years it's never been enough (Hyper aware of the passing time) (Suspending your faith high over mine) (No more heartbreak)