So, uh, thirty-seven sounds pretty old
Thought I’d have it all figured out by now
So, what to do, I just want to be told
Quiet demons! I just want to know how

So, yeah, thirty-seven, that’s pretty old
Having taken the road less traveled by
To think, was I made from a broken mold?
Like when the crust falls off warm apple pie?

So, wow, thirty-seven, is that quite old?
Just making it up as I go along
Play it by ear, if I should be so bold
Come on, really, is that really so wrong?

      Just one day at a time, can you not see?
      Because you can’t spell awesome without me