5 Years

Drowning in self pity
Not exactly a pretty picture you paint
Oh, it’s such a shame
I hardly ever see you smile anymore
In fact I’m not even sure who you are
Girly I’ll let you grow up
I’ll come back in five years
Maybe then you’ll have something to say
That I actually want to hear
You can’t, you can’t tell me you’re sorry
When you’re certainly not
You can’t, you can’t tell me not to worry
Cause you’re just too hot to handle now
Because you’re just too hot to handle now
Girly I’ll let you grow up
I’ll come back in five years
Maybe then you’ll have something to say
That I actually want to hear
Please don’t make me throw up
Cut your whining, cut your tears
I can’t hear through your ego
So speak up baby, come on let’s go
One step, you’ve taken it too far
Two step, two step with me now
One step, you’ve taken it too far
Drowning in self pity
Not exactly a pretty picture you paint
Oh, it’s such a shame
Girly I’ll let you grow up
I’ll come back in five years
Maybe then you’ll have something to say
That I actually want to hear
Please don’t make me throw up
Cut your whining, cut your tears
I can’t hear through your ego
So speak up baby, come on let’s go