Honey or Tar

I’m growing out my hair 
like it was when I was single 
it was longer than I’ve known you 
I had no money then 
I had no worries then at all 

Such a high standard of living 
I just feel like I am dying 
I start an argument 
but you can barely even talk 

There’s good reason for your silence 
Have to take care of some business 
so I fix your plate 
and I stay out of the way 

But you’ll stay like that forever 
right in front of your computer 
you’ll look up one day 
but you won’t recognize me 

Cheetos are so fucking good bro