Empty Bottles of Foxhorn

Oh, can you hear me?
I've been saying the same thing for so long
And now it's too late
I've been yelling so much that my voice is gone
You should have stayed until the morning
All that remains are empty bottles of Foxhorn
And they're laid out
And they're laid out
And I'm laid out
And I'm laid out
Do I have this figured out?
I've been shedding skin
And it's changing who I am
Took the needle off a broken record
There's no escaping getting old
And I'm jealous of all the things I did when I was young
Have I told you I've been missing the change of the seasons?
But now it's too late
All the things that I do have a reason
When I was a kid, I never clocked in
I never got hurt by the girl on the swing
All that remains are empty bottles of Foxhorn
And they're laid out
And they're laid out
And I'm laid out
And I'm laid out
Do I have this figured out?
I've been shedding skin
And it's changing who I am
Took the needle off a broken record
There's no escaping getting old
And I'm jealous of all the things I did when I was young
People will let you down
But the kids will keep on dreaming
People will let you down
But the kids will keep on dreaming
People will let you down
But the kids will keep on dreaming