I'm a grown-up now.
And I do grown-up things.
Like pay my taxes, cry at night,
And wear engagement rings.
And I'm a grown-up now.
So I only watch the news,
I drown unfamiliar feelings,
With another cup of coffee.
Love is silly, sex is cheap,
Feelings are plastic but they get me
Through the hum-drum day,
Until my next cup of coffee.
I break down in the bathroom,
I smoke a pack of cigs and dream,
Of plummeting over the side of the building,
Before grabbing one more cup of coffee.
I cast stones, and chicken bones,
From the thirteenth story window,
And tell my dad I'm fine,
And soon I'll take him out for coffee.
I can't afford to live,
Or purchase medication,
So with a sigh and one last goodbye,
I finish my cup of coffee,
Because I'm a grown-up,
Parts that were private are no longer mine,
And emotion takes their place,
I'm a grown-up and I'm fine.