I’m tired of your open mouth, 
Crawling inside my skin, 
Endless pain we never quit, 
The fight within that pride's begun, 
Saying it’s too late, 
What a man’s got he'll learn to hate. 

Forget the time I said I would, 
Replace that with I never will 
Beyond the facts held in your face, 
Ignore the facts beyond your nose, 
Saying it’s too late, 
What a man’s got he'll learn to hate. 

Grow up! 

Not without meaning, 
No response, 
No revealing. 

Just grow up! 
Grow 
Grow 
Grow 
Grow