I Taught Myself How To Grow Old - Ryan Adams

Poor little rose beaten by the rain
In the wind in the gale thunder and the hail
Sometimes I feel like I'm going insane
Without the numbness or the pain so intense to feel
Especially now it added up through the years
And I I taught myself how to grow
Without any love and there was poison in the rain
I taught myself how to grow
Most of the time I got nothing to say
Most of the time I got nothing to say
When I do it's nothing and nobody's there to listen anyway
I know I'm probably better off this way
I just listen to the voices on the TV 'til I'm tired
'Cause I I taught myself how to grow
Without any love and there was poison in the rain
I taught myself how to grow
'Til I was crooked on the outside
I taught myself how to grow
Without any love and there was poison in the rain
I taught myself how to grow
'Til I was crooked on the outside inside's caved
Crooked on the outside inside's caved
Crooked on the outside inside's caved
I taught myself how to grow old
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