It's Getting Old - Goldspot

It’s getting old, isn’t it?

To love everyone else

More than you love yourself

It’s an excuse, isn’t it?

To be the tragic one

Strung out on Paxil pills

In the meantime

In the meantime

It’s the same old dance

You danced on your own

The same old dance

That left you alone

Two more steps and you might fall

Could you maybe try

And stick this one out?

It’s in your head, isn’t it?

Bumping into yourself

Like you’re in a house of mirrors

It’s safe to say, isn’t it?

You need to re-invent yourself

Even for just one day

In the meantime

It’s the same old dance

You danced on your own

The same old dance

That left you alone

Two more steps and you might fall

So maybe try

And stick this one out

Or maybe try and stick this one out

Sometimes I’m in between

If it’s time to reconvene

It’s the same old dance

You danced on your own

The same old dance

That left you alone

Two more steps and you might fall

So maybe try

And stick this one out

Maybe try and stick this one out