I knew a boy once when I was small
A towhead blond with eyes of salt
He played the drum in the marching band
His parents cared more about the Bible
Than being good to their own child
He wore long sleeves 'cause of his dad
Which is ironic
'Cause the strangers seem to want me more
Than anyone before (anyone before)
Too bad they're usually deranged
My middle school friend grew up alone
She raised her brothers on hеr own
Her parents hated who shе loved
She couldn't wait to go to college
She was tired, 'cause she was brought into a world
Where family was merely blood
Which is ironic because when I wasn't honest
I was still bein' ignored
(Lyin' for attention just to get neglection)
Now we're estranged
And somehow we fell out of touch
Hope he took his bad deal and made a royal flush
Don't know if I'll see you again someday
But if you're out there, I hope that you're okay
It's so weird
That we care so much until we don't
I'm gettin' older, I've got more on my shoulders
But I'm gettin' better at admitting when I'm wrong
I'm happier than ever, at least, that's my endeavor
To keep myself together and prioritize my pleasure
Address the letters to the holes in my butterfly wings
Nothing's forever, nothing's as good as it seems
And when the clouds are ironed out
And the monsters creep into your house
Every door is hard to close
Things I once enjoyed
Just keep me employed now
Things I'm longing for, mm (I miss you)
Someday, I'll be bored of (and I hope that you're okay)
It's so weird
That we care so much until we don't
Well, I hope you know how proud I am you were created
With the courage to unlearn all of their hatred
But, God, I hope that you're happier today
'Cause I love you
And I hope that you're okay