i grew up with stars
and dark and night
i was taught
right
from wrong
and i knew all along
that this song wouldn't last forever
shit, i grew up with weather
that passes,
sticks like molasses
and fades away
with friends
that come and go
and loves that fade
but a life that stayed
the same as always
the same as ever

is it better
that i am bitter?
or is it worse
that i'm the first?