Five 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