Oh, oh, I'm getting older
And oh, oh, I wish I told her
Dark circles, rising stress
Dirty clothes, all of my mess, but somehow
I care less
My fears are irrational
Less sleep than an animal, but somehow
I keep it casual
Oh, oh, I'm getting older
And oh, oh, I wish I told her
That everything is fine
And she will be divine
And I only know that 'cause I'm older
Looking in the mirror
I don't feel less bitter, 'cause all my time
Has taught me well
Surely that's not sensible
I don't care, I'm beautiful
And my body's not a story you get to tell
Oh, oh, I'm getting older
And oh, oh, I wish I told her
That everything is fine
And she will be divine
And I only know that 'cause I'm older
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, I'm getting older
And oh, I wish I told her
That everything is fine
And she will be divine
And I only know that 'cause I'm older