And maybe I'll see you at a movie, sneak preview You show up and walk by on the arm of that guy And I'll smile and you'll wave We'll pretend it's okay 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, sees through the master plan But everybody's gone, and you've been there for too long, To face this on your own, well I guess this is growing up