The Folksinger's Midlife Crisis

I poured my heart, I poured my heart to you Now I think I've had enough It's time to grow up I sang my life, I sang my life to you And though it seems I had it rough But now I just feel bored What am I meant, what am I meant to be? What will I do, when the strings go rusty? I used to speak, i used to speak the truth And I felt it hurt too much Carrying stones I used to hate, I used to hate my youth And I suffered long enough Now I'm stuck with those songs What am I meant, what am I meant to be? What will I do, when the strings go rusty? I poured my heart, I poured my heart to you Now I think I've had enough It's time to grow up I sang my life, I sang my life to you And though it seems I had it rough But now I just feel bored --- The Folksinger's Midlife Crisis - Amber Smith