I am getting used to most things, I am getting used to this idea that maybe we won't be together but I can see you from time to time. I'm getting used to working hard and feeling like sleep can't take me far enough. I'm getting used to being hungry and broken hearted. I am getting used to wondering about you and not knowing. But getting used to things is what gets me in trouble, maybe I was too used to people thinking you and I would get married someday. Too used to people thinking I was ahead. Too used to not having to try so hard. Maybe, I was just used.