I watch you grow away from me in photographs and memories like spies
The salt betrays my eyes again
I've started losing sleep and gaining weight and wishing I was ten again
And I could be your friend again
But these days we go to waste like wine that turns to turpentine
It's six AM and I'm all messed up
So I'll fall back in line but I'm warning you
We're growing up
I heard you found some pretty words to say
You found a little game to play and there's no freaks allowed
Then just when we believe we could be great reality it permeates
And conquers from within
These days we go to waste like wine that turns to turpentine
It's six AM and I'm all messed up
So I'll fall back in line but I'm warning you
We're growing up we're growing up
