I dried my eyes now I 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 loosing. And im winning every time. So thread spools sweetie get ready. Until my silk is sold. Growing up. Growing up. Growing 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. No Glenview never meant a thing to me. She never meant a thing to me. Except for putting idealists in a body bag. Forget it. I'll go out tonight and piss on her doorstep. And listen to The Misfits "Where Eagles Dare". To swallow whole. Up. Growing up. Growing up. Go!. Whoa-oh-oh. Whoa I guess I'm my own better half. whoa-oh-oh. Whoa I guess I'm my own better half. Whoa yeah. I guess I'm on my own. yeah yeah. I guess I'm on my own. yeah. I guess I'm on my own. yeah yeah yeah. I guess I'm on my own