it's alright to tell me what you think about me
Blink I won't try to argue or hold it against you                                                       I know that you're leaving
you must have your reasons
Dammit 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 that 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
Dammit 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