dammit

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

you're 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

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

sees through the master plan

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 okay

the charade

it won't last

when he's gone

i won't come back

and it'll happen once again

you'll turn to a friend

someone that understands

and sees through the master plan

but everybody's gone

and you've been there for too long

to face this on your own

well i guess this is growing up

well

i guess this is growing up

well

i guess this is growing up