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, you're reasons

The season, is calling
your pictures, are falling down

The steps that, I retrace
the sad look, and you're face
the timing, and stucture,
did you hear, he fucked her,
A day late, a buck short
I'm writing, the report
I'm losing, and failing,
when I move, I'm flailing now

And it'll happen once again
I'll turn to a friend
someone that understands
and see's through the master plan
but everybody's gone, and I've been here for too long
the face is of my own, well I guess this is growing up

And mayby, 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 ok
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 see's through the master plan
but everybody's gone, and you've been here for too long
the face is of your own, well I guess this is growing up