Versuri 04. Growing Up

I dried my eyes, now I crust them with sleep 
I'll crust them over 
She begged me, "Don't hate me" 
She spun me a story 
 
Where winning looks like loosing 
And I'm winning every time 
So thread spools sweetie, thread 
Until my silk is sold 
 
Growing up 
Growing up 
Growing up 
 
Yeah, I'll myself a new 
Yeah, I'll myself a new 
 
I've dried my eyes, now it's Rushmore 
I'm deep with futures like Chicago 
Glenview never meant a thing to me 
She never meant a thing to me 
Except for putting idealists in a body bag 
 
Forget it 
I'll go out tonight to piss on her doorstep 
Listen to the misfits where eagles dare to swallow whole 
 
Up 
Growing up 
Growing up 
Go 
 
I guess I'm my own better half 
I guess I'm my own better half 
I guess I'm on my own 
 
Yeah, yeah, I guess I'm on my own 
Yeah, I guess I'm on my own 
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I guess I'm on my own