It's alright to tell me what you think about me I won't try to argue or hold it against you I know that your leaving You must have your reasons The season is calling Your pictures are falling down
The steps that I retrace The sad look on your face The timing, and structure Did you hear that he fucked her? A day late, a buck short I'm writing the report on losing, and failing When I move, I'm flailing now
And it's happened once again I'll turn to a friend Someone that understands Sticks to the masterplan But everybody's gone and I've been here for too long to face this on my own Well I guess this is growing up Well I guess this is growing up
And maybe I'll see you at a movie, sneak preview You'll show up, and walk by on the arm of that guy And I'll smile, and you'll wave We'll pretend it's ok The charade, it won't last When he's gone I wont come back
And it's happened once again I'll turn to a friend Someone that understands Sticks to the masterplan But everybody's gone and I've been here for too long to face this on my own Well I guess this is growing up
Well I guess this is growing up Well I guess this is growing up Well I guess this is growing up Well I guess this is growing up Well I guess this is growing upTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
