Written to the tune of 'Dammit' by Blink 182
It's all right/ 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 /your reasons
Skinner/ is calling.
Your faith/ is failing you.
The truth/ that I retrace
That sad look/ on your face.
The timing and structure
Did you hear 'bout that saucer?
A day late
A beer short
I'm writing the report
I’m losing
and failing
when I move I'm failing now
And its happened once again
I'll turn to a friend
Someone who understands
Sees through the master plan
When everybody’s gone
I've been here for to long
The faces are long gone
Well I guess this is growing up
Well I guess this is growing up
Maybe I'll see you
at the bureau’s sneak preview
I’ll show up no fight
I see you with that agent
I’ll smile you'll wave
we'll pretend it's OK
the charade won't last
when his gone I won't come back
it's happened once again
you've turned to a friend
someone who understands
sees through the master plan
when everybody’s gone
you've been here to long
the faces are long gone
well I guess this is growing up