I knew a boy once when I was small A towhead blond with eyes of salt He played the drum in the marching band His parents cared more about the Bible Than being good to their own child He wore long sleeves 'cause of his dad Which is ironic 'Cause the strangers seem to want me more Than anyone before (anyone before) Too bad they're usually deranged My middle school friend grew up alone She raised her brothers on hеr own Her parents hated who shе loved She couldn't wait to go to college She was tired, 'cause she was brought into a world Where family was merely blood Which is ironic because when I wasn't honest I was still bein' ignored (Lyin' for attention just to get neglection) Now we're estranged And somehow we fell out of touch Hope he took his bad deal and made a royal flush Don't know if I'll see you again someday But if you're out there, I hope that you're okay It's so weird That we care so much until we don't I'm gettin' older, I've got more on my shoulders But I'm gettin' better at admitting when I'm wrong I'm happier than ever, at least, that's my endeavor To keep myself together and prioritize my pleasure Address the letters to the holes in my butterfly wings Nothing's forever, nothing's as good as it seems And when the clouds are ironed out And the monsters creep into your house Every door is hard to close Things I once enjoyed Just keep me employed now Things I'm longing for, mm (I miss you) Someday, I'll be bored of (and I hope that you're okay) It's so weird That we care so much until we don't Well, I hope you know how proud I am you were created With the courage to unlearn all of their hatred But, God, I hope that you're happier today 'Cause I love you And I hope that you're okay