Its alright
to tell me
what you think
about me
I wont try
to argue
or hold it
against you
I know that
youre leavin
you must have
your reasons
the season
is callin
your pictures
their fallin down

The steps that
I retrace
the sad look
on your face
the timing
and stucture
did you here
he fucked her
a day late
a buck short
Im writing
the report
on losing
and failing
when I move
Im flailing now

And its happened once again
Ill turn to a friend
someone that understands
sees through the master plan
but everybodys gone
and ive 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
Ill see you
at a movie
sneak preview
youll show up
and walk by
on the arm
of that guy
and Ill smile
and youll wave
well pretend its okay
the charade
it wont last
when hes gone
I wont come back

And itll happen once again
youll turn to a friend
someone that understands
sees through the master plan
but everybodys gone
and youve 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

Thats pretty much it. Comments? E mail me at punkdrummr89@yahoo.com