life's got its share of unexpected twists some that i thought i was genetically born to miss i feel it in the morning that i'm getting old but this part of the birds and bees i was never told
when it's time to say goodbye i'll say it with a frown got no chance to look my best when it all keeps falling out
there ain't nothing that can prepare me for this can't find the genie that can grant this kind of wish i know that thinking bout it is gonna only make it worse at least i won't replace my grass with astroturf
when it's time to say goodbye i'll say it with a frown got no chance to look my best when it all keeps falling down
and there's nothing i can do, just sit back and watch, wait, and see can feel it on my hands if i _
i still can't believe this is happening i'm not fifty years old i consider myself a young adult i want others to see me that way if my looks deteriorate, i don't know what it will do to my self-esteem is this what i have to look forward to? i know it's only going to get worse if only i had some way to stop it, or at least someone to blame besides myself i don't want to say goodbye