Over the moon, who'd believe
I'm back in this cow town?
Studded, scabbed, scarred, black-tattooed
Was lost, now I am found.
Did you know? Well, now you know.

And I find that fine's the line
Between pleasure and pain.
Done to me or do it to myself
I feel no shame.
Now I know. Yes, now I know.
Does it show?
I've let it go. I've learned to let it go.

And I came to give as good as I got it, whoa ho, but
Back in my shit flat at the end of the party, oh no.
Always ended up right here where I started, no no, no no no, no no.
Like I never left home.
That's when I called on the phone.
So I would not feel so alone.

Years ago tucked tween the stones
Inside this dirtied heart
Maybe one love's seed was sewn
Grow til death do us part?
I don't know.
God, I hope so.
Let it grow.
I've learned to let it go.
I had to let it go.
I let it go.
Now, let it grow. Let it grow.
Let us grow. Let us grow old.
Let us grow old, together.
Let us grow old, together.
Let it grow."