5 Years

Drowning in self pity It's not exactly a pretty picture you paint Oh, it's such a shame (woah-oh-woah) I hardly ever see you smile anymore In fact I'm not even sure who you are, 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 It's 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 (speak up) (Girly I'll let you grow up) Well I'll let you grow up (I'll come back in five years) And I'll come back in five years Do you have something to say That I actually want to hear?