its noon but youre still crippled by the covers another day alone because everything you love has either died or moved away whats the point in waking up today you have a resume or two to pass around but its been blank from 2003 until now except the year you spent waitressing through the breakfast shift you quit it quick because youre too old to be treated like shit its okay to sleep away the pain of being old and tired he calls you in the evening you talk into the night hes too far away to hold you you met him on a site you found online passing the time and its been years since youve felt loved you left both of your husbands because you couldnt stand the drugs you dont trust enough to let someone else in youve resolved to spend your life alone you wont marry again its okay to sleep away the pain of being old and tired of being old and tired