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 your leaving you must have your reasons

the season is calling your pictures are falling down

The steps that I retrace the sad look on your face

the timing and structure did you hear he f*cked 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 happened once again I'll turn to a friend

someone who 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

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 who understands sees through the master plan

but everybody's gone and you've been here for too long

to face this on your own well I guess this is growing up

Well I gues this is growing up,