Dear Younger Self...
I look back at her, me of the past
Don’t know why she thought it would last
Wish I could warn her to stay away
But by now it’s far too late
So I wrote some songs, put them out
Sang them loud, even with no crowd
I give her the warning, I tell her to run
Because being alone is not worth the fun
That day of joy brought tears of pain
God I wish I’d stayed away