New Starts In Old Dominion

You've got an in-law apartment
In the mother of all states
You're right back where you started
Maybe this is what it takes

You've got crippling debt,
Reason to be upset,
And the right to believe order
Is just around the corner

Strange how city life beat you down:
estranged--but in range--in the ex-urbs.
There's nothing for it now
except to be near enough ears to get heard.

But I am always here to listen,
if that's not clear through omission.
I am, by my own admission,
terrible at telling you that
I am always here to listen
(or at least that's my ambition).
I am, by my own admission,
terrible at this shit.

All of us must suffer falls;
coming out parties suck
debutante balls.
Matriculate like mine-bound canaries,
feel older daily and wiser rarely.

Oh, Old Dominion