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 leavin You must have your reasons The season is callin Your pictures are fallin 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 Sticks to the masterplan 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 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's happened once again I'll turn to a friend Someone that understands Sticks to the masterplan 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 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
Now how the hell is this an exact rip of the drum and bass tracks, but it's a SLIGHT bit too fast. It's less than ONE percent too fast. Not reprimanding you, just being annoyed at my recording program.
