I Taught Myself How To Grow Old - Ryan Adams

Poor little rose, beaten by the rain

In the wind in the hail, thunder and the gale

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 now it’s poisoned in the rain

I taught myself how to grow

Till I was broken on the outside, inside’s caved

I taught myself I to grow old

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

My eyes grow heavy and I fade away

'Cause I, I taught myself how to grow

Without any love and now it’s poisoned in the rain

I taught myself how to grow

'Til I was broken on the outside

I taught myself how to grow

Without any love and now it’s poisoned in the rain

I taught myself how to grow

'Til I was crooked in the outside, inside’s caved

Crooked in the outside, inside’s caved

Crooked in the outside, inside’s caved

I taught myself how to grow old