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 the reasons
The seasons are calling
The pictures are falling down
The steps that I retrace
The sad look on your face
The timing, the structure
Did you hear he fucked her?
A day late, a buck short
I'm writing the report
On losing, on failing
When I move, I'm flailing now
And it's happened once again
And I'll turn to a friend
Someone who understands
Sees through the master plan
When everybody's gone
And I've been here far too long
To face this on my own
Well I guess this is growing up
Whoa, whoa
Well I guess this is growing up
Whoa, whoa
Well maybe I'll see you at a movie sneak preview
You 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 and I won't come back
And it's happened once again
And I'll turn to a friend
Someone who understands
Sees through the master plan
When everybody's gone
And I've been here far too long
To face this on my own
Well I guess this is growing up
Well I guess this is growing up
Whoa whoa
Well I guess this is growing up
Whoa whoa
Well I guess this is growing up
Whoa whoa
Well I guess this is growing up
Whoa whoa
Well I guess this is growing up
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