I won't love you more than i have to
& we'll watch our freckles fade
We'll start growing old
And tired
And waste away

And i'm fine with it
I signed up for this
I'm well aware you won't come running after me
When i say, "there's nothing left to figure out,
I've heard all of your stories."

And you're fine with it
You signed up for this
You're well aware, and you would rather stay inside
When you say "i'm burnt out on your running, love,
I couldn't catch you if i tried."