Fall through all the works you'll do
You've grown up, you've grown a little bit sad girl
Weighed too and the days don't move
It was you who fell apart at the seams
Scene 2 in a restaurant
I'll pretend to be whoever I wasn't then
Table 2 what's the worst that you'll do
You go on, you go up, you go on and take whatever you need
Week tugs overwhelm because
You've grown up you've grown a little selfish
We're alone in dishrag homes
And we're prone to dishrag powers
Seen through all the mist and fuzz
Well you had it yeah you had it but you panicked cause you wanted blood
You could never do what distance does
You move on, you move up, and take whatever you need
We'll all pretend we're battered troops
We'll all be first in line
We'll all pretend we're batterred troops
We'll all be first in line
We'll all pretend we're battered troops
We'll all be first in line
We'll all pretend we're battered troops
We'll all be first in line
We'll all pretend we're battered troops
For days that fault but never proves we'll all pretend we're battered troops
We'll all be first in line
Fall through all the work you'll do you've grown up, you've grown a little sad girl
Where were you when the dream fell through
And the shit fell apart at the seams
Scene 2 in a restaurant
I'll pretend to be whoever I wasn't then
Table 2 what's the worst you'll do
You go on, you go up, and take whatever you need