Cold Air

He’s talking ‘bout doing molly

And I’m nodding like I know

She wants to rent a ferrari

And drive down the west coast

That’s when I tell them

“I’m sorry, I think I have to go”

What am I doing here?

What the hell am I doing here?

So I leave and go walking

Through the city late at night

I will be very alone

When I turn out the light

I tell myself it’s romantic

To feel you’re losing your mind

What am I doing here?

What the hell am I doing here?

I’m just getting older

Breathing in cold air

Not sure how I got here

I guess I’m just getting older

Walking to nowhere

Wish I could talk to a stranger

Without feeling like a creep

I’m not trying to pick you up

I just can’t fall asleep

Feels the longer I’ve known someone

The less they know me

I’m not who I used to be

I’m not who I used to be

So I’ll mark my way

Through this maze

In case I turn back

I’m just getting older

Breathing in cold air

Not sure how I got here

I guess I’m just getting older

Walking to nowhere

Back home they drink at The Collar

And mock you if you try

Not supporting but watching

Out of the corners of their eyes

I could be projecting

But that’s what it feels like

What are we doing here?

What the hell are we doing here?

We’re all just getting older

Breathing in cold air

Not sure how we got here

We’re all just getting older

We gotta land somewhere

But we forget how we got there

So I’ll mark my way

Through this maze

So I can see how far I’ve come