You're turning 22, and you're moving in With some guy you're seeing And you ask how I've been And I say, "it's calm, I'm learning how to draw I made some new friends with all that time I bought" But I feel like I'm just choosing to lose I just grow it to throw it away Don't know how to deal with this bruise of a truth That it's my fault it got this way And all of our baggage I carry I bury, alone on my hill, oh yeah yeah yeah yeah I'm turning 25 soon, it's any day now I would try to be better, but I don't know how Thought I'd play it by ear, and just take what I got See I was whole one minute And now I'm not But I feel if you look at it that way I'm batting a 2 out of 3 But if we're keeping it real That is not what I thought But it's ought how I want it to be And all of our heartache we'd borrowed We'll wash all of our armor away And if this makes you happy Then I'll be there As a shadow, and that's okay