Moving on and I guess you've got your reasons.
What once was stylish now seems outdated and frightening.

[Chorus:]
Well I guess that's a reason.
I may not like it, that's too bad,
But I'm out of season like a lost and worn out fad.
Yeah I guess that's a reason,
And it may be a sin but hey
I'll end up moving on in the vintage bin

Moving on and I guess you've got your reasons.
What once was stylish now seems outdated and frightening.
Hey you ain't showing me off like I used to remember.
You got sick of my face, I got sick of the fighting

The trend went so many years but just wasn't a classic.
What we had girl was fleeting and strutting high fashion.
We were falling in love with our own new aesthetic.
You had me for so damn long till it lost all it's passion

Looking back it's hard to see
How much of this relates to me,
Now that it doesn't really matter.
What's the verdict, what's the score.
What's a song, 300 more.
But as your last novelty I'm flattered

And I guess there's my reason...