"Older" lyrics

Darlin', I'm on fire
Thinking about the things we've done
Falling asleep on this bus
We didn't do enough
And I'm tired
Living the same day
Don't have anything left to say
But I know
I gotta move away

Hey Ma, I'm a junkie at night
Know it ain't right, I just wanna go home
Hey Pa, I'm a pack of Pall Malls
Waiting by the phone, hoping you would call
That you would call

And we were in love
And I told her
Head on my shoulder
It's a shame
That we got older
Well, I don't think that we're done
But I know
But I know
Our days are over

Hey Ma, I'm a junkie at night
Know it ain't right, I just wanna go home
Hey Pa, I'm a pack of Pall Malls
Waiting by the phone, hoping you would call
That you would call

Why, oh why, do I do this to myself?
And why, oh why, do I not talk about how I felt?
And why, oh why, do you really think I need some help?
Oh, I need some help

Hey Ma, I'm a junkie at night
Know it ain't right, I just wanna go home
Hey Pa, I'm a pack of Pall Malls
Waiting by the phone, hoping you would call
That you would call, oh, oh

And it's a shame
Oh, it's a shame
That we got older