Knew it would come to this

But how can I grapple with

An expiration date

On a relationship?

Running out of time

Stings like the cheap red wine

We bought at the corner store

To make our house a dance floor

But God, I’m so damn scared

I never asked for the rug to be pulled out from

Under me

How will I ever be

Ready, ready

Ready on time?

Ready, I’m not ready

For the rest of my life

We’ll be graduated soon

In our caps and gowns we’ll gather round

My shitty little living room

One foot already off the ground

Friends I might never see again

What will I do when

They’re not just around the bend?Why do good things have to end?

But God, I’m so damn scared

I never asked for the rug to be pulled out from

Under me

How will I ever be

Ready, ready

Ready on time?

Ready, I’m not ready

For the rest of my life

Nobody ever told me

Being brave would be so lonely

My parents getting older

But I’m still leaning on their shoulders

Locking our front door at night

So nobody can say goodbye

Thinking that’ll keep us locked into

A time warp of our own design

But the more tears that I cry

And the more time that I buy

The more I come to realize

I will never be

Ready, ready

Ready on time

Ready, I’m not ready

For the rest of time