The Age And The Ache

For just an hour, please
Let's forget we have to care
Let’s forget the parking tickets
The hangovers and the crowds
You pretend you're free
I'll pretend I’m beautiful
We don't have to talk about it later
We don't have to talk about it now

And I won't watch the clock
I swear I won't check my phone
I wish I'd known I could break a heart so bad
Or fake and fake and fake
I can take everything about getting old
Except the age and the ache

If it's time that makes the lie
Then in the moment we are truthful
Nothing but a touch, a breath
A soft apology
I pretend I'm free
You pretend I’m beautiful
I don’t ever have to ask you why
You don't ever have to ask me how
It got so bad we dodge the future
In the beating heart of now

And I won’t watch the clock
I swear I won't check my phone
I wish I'd known I could make that kind of mistake
Or feel so damn alone
I can take everything about getting old
Except the age and the ache

Same time next week, I guess
Since I don't see it getting better
You’ll invent a new excuse
I won't leave the letter
You'll pretend you're me
I'll pretend I'm dutiful
And the ghosts of all we could have been will linger in the air

And I won't watch the clock
I swear I won't check my phone
I wish I'd known I could break a heart so bad
Mistake upon mistake
I can take everything about getting old
Except the age