Yeah, I've got friends who wanna catch up on old times
But that just makes me feel ashamed to be me.
And I've got friends who wanna relive the past
And deify memories
And they just scream to me

That if you don't die young
You're gonna live too long.

On the stoop of the apartment next to my shitty job
An old friend passed me on the street today
I said "Hello" and tried to catch up on old times
She walked the other way.

Maybe I seemed to scream
That if I got cancer or somebody shot me
I'd be like a child or something,
Asking doctors to do me favors
or cross my fingers and hope it gets better
Like a broken record, I seem to scream,
If you don't die young, you're gonna live too long.

I was getting drunk in a foreign ocean
Trying to wrap my head around problems
And all my bitterness just seemed passe.

Because I realized as soon as I said it
How long it'd take to swim from Jones Beach to Indonesia
And maybe you're waiting on a call from me.

And maybe you're working in a crowded restaurant
And you're the one who's got a life so fucked up
that you don't know what happened.

Just like you saw me working at some restaurant
Embarrassed 'cause my life was just so fucked up.
And I don't know how it happened