Give me more advice
To follow straight into the ground
I’ll see you in a few years
When your luck has run out

Look what has become of us both

Sow the seeds to sell us out
(There’s nothing more important than you)
You should be ashamed
(Do you think straight ever?)
We’re through

I’ve put in too much effort
For you to slow me down
Can we stop the immaturity?
We’re not children anymore