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| Dammit By: Blink 182 * "August 21, 2000" * 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...you're leaving...you must have...your reasons. The season...is calling...and your pictures...are falling down. The steps that...I retrace...the sad look...on your face. The timing...and structure...did you hear...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, Sees through the master plan. 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 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, And 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. 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. |