But will you still love me
When nobody wants me around, around
When I turn 81 and forget things
Will you still be proud?
Proud of me, of my short list of accomplishments
Me and my lack of new news
Me and my selfishness
Or me and myself wish you nothing but a happy new version of you
Cause I, I, I want you to tell me you find it hard to be yourself so I can say,"It's gonna be alright."
And I want you to love me the way you love your family, the way you love to show me what it's like to be happy