I dried my eyes now I'll 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 losing and I'm winning every time.
So thread spools sweetie, get ready.
Until my silk is sold.

Growing up. growing up, growing up, up.
Yeah, I'll find myself anew.
Yeah, I'll find myself anew.

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 body bags.
Forget it, I'll go out tonight to piss on her doorstep,
And listen to the Misfits "Where Eagles Dare" to swallow whole.

Oh. Growing up. Growing up, up.

Yeah.

Whoa, I guess I'm on my own better half..
Whoa, I guess I'm on my own better half..
Whoa yeah I guess I'm on my own.
Whoa yeah I guess I'm on my own.
Yeah yeah yeah.
I guess I'm on my own.