My grandparents, they're getting older Some of my friends, they're getting sober Oh, it's true that life goes on But it sure leaves some things behind And I worked real hard, I made some money And it's not a joke, but it's still funny How with every ounce of freedom comes a pound of traumatized It feels like all my friends, they feel the same way The candles take more breath on every birthday The train, it leaves the station without a final destination And I know I should shut up, enjoy the ride But nobody ever taught me how to drive And I've been heartbroken so badly That now I'm scared of being happy So, when the butterflies show up I make excuses up and hide Like, work is busy, I'm feeling weird My dog died this time last year It feels like all my friends, they feel the same way The candles take more breath on every birthday The train, it leaves the station without a final destination And I know I should shut up, enjoy the ride But nobody ever taught me how to drive Oh, oh I'm scared to death of my friends dying And I'm insecure about actually trying I got so many things I wanna do that I get paralyzed and End up wasting precious time On things that make me wanna die I'm tired of seeing the world in black and blue My grandparents, they're getting older Wish they could tell me when it's all over Did you and all your friends feel the same way? Did the candles take more breath on every birthday? When the train, it left the station, was there a final destination? Did you learn to just shut up and enjoy the ride? Did you learn to keep it all between the lines? Did anybody ever teach you how to drive?