One thousand songs could turn a person blue Ten thousand hours could do it too And I don't want to think about The countless thousand words that I spit out Every hour Don't let me make it sound like I believe That every second's just some stupid fight through misery Honestly I wonder if I got my sh** together And I left, would I miss my friends? I would never answer that, it's crippling, it's a heart attack Some things you just don't say I can feel the earth; it's shaking Gla** is breaking, people taking stock of what they've done My life has never flashed before my eyes For that I'm glad that I am blind Because what I'd see is a mystery to me And what I've done is nothing to build a legacy on If I may be so bold as to a**ume that I'll grow old And nothing huge goes wrong and all my threats stay in their songs I hope that I remember how to read And I hope that I still have my memory Because I'm only twenty now and it's a struggle to go out So I'm scared by middle age that I'll have nothing left to say I hope that I remember how to read And I hope that I still have my memory I'll know I wasn't right, so the older me will like To hear reminders of his youth he spent hiding from the truth That opportunity is in everything you can see One thousand songs could turn a person blue Ten thousand hours could do it too And I don't want to think about The countless thousand words that I spit out Every hour Don't let me make it sound like I believe That every second's just some stupid fight through misery