[Verse 1]
In February I was put in fight or flight
My cortisol had climbed to Appalachian heights
I'm the shining prince of ambivalence
A gentle catalyst

[Pre-Chorus]
Will I get used to this?
Will I get used to this?

[Chorus]
Please have mercy on me
'Cause nothing's what it used to be
Grant me strength, some dignity
Spare me all your sympathy
As I adjust to me and only me

[Verse 2]
In solitary life, demons exorcise
Can I turn out the light, or will they multiply?
I'm a finalist for the childless
A subtle catalyst

[Pre-Chorus]
Will I get used to this?
Will I get used to this?
[Chorus]
Please have mercy on me
'Cause nothing's what it used to be
Grant me strength, some dignity
And spare me all your sympathy
As I adjust to me and only me

[Bridge]
When waking up starts to feel
Like more of an expense
The grass will always be greener
When I'm sitting on the fence
At least I know myself enough
To shy from the buttons I could press
So I have to make this count
So I can put it all to rest
And not leave you in suspense

[Outro]
Will I get used to this?
Will I get used to this?