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 and 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
well, I guess this is growing up
well, I guess this is growing up
well, I guess this is growing up