Howwhywuz, Howwhyam

Howwhywuz, Howwhyam
I used to talk to cab drivers
well now i just don't bother
i'd empty out my pockets
if someone asked me for a quarter.
there was a time that i'd give the time
to the old, the weak, and the weird.
i just don't know why this is so
but i've never been so scared
am i getting older?
are things getting harder?
i used to never cry
when i would think about my father.
the years went past so goddamn fast.
you know, i've left a lot behind
my devil could care attitute,
you know, i just can't seem to find.
and once upon a time
i never minded very much
i never let it knock me down
or grind me out of touch
am i getting older?
are things getting harder?
i used to never cry
when i would think about my father.
once i had an outlook
different than it is
full of dreams and schemes
it seems they just do not exist
and once i told myself
he will not be missed
now now now i never thought that i would see the day
i'd ever feel like this
am i getting older?
are things getting harder?
i used to never cry
when i would think about my father.
am i getting older?
are things getting harder?
i used to never cry
when i would think about my father.
i used to never cry
i used to never cry
i used to never cry
when i would think about my father.