I Taught Myself How To Grow Old

Poor little rose, beaten by the rain
 In the wind, in the gale, thunder and the hail
 Sometimes I feel like I'm going insane
 Without the numbness or the pain so intense to feel
 Especially now it added up through the years
 And I, I taught myself how to grow
 Without any love and there was poison in the rain
 I taught myself how to grow
 Now I am crooked on the outside and the inside's broke
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 Most of the time I got nothing to say
 When I do it's nothing and nobody's there to listen anyway
 I know I'm probably better off this way
 I just listen to the voices on the TV till I'm tired
 My eyes grow heavy and I fade away
 'Cause I, I taught myself how to grow
 Without any love and there was poison in the rain
 I taught myself how to grow
 Till I was crooked on the outside
 I taught myself how to grow
 Without any love and there was poison in the rain
 I taught myself how to grow
 Till I was crooked on the outside, inside's caved
 Crooked on the outside, inside's caved
 Crooked on the outside, inside's caved
 I taught myself how to grow old