Here's the day you hoped would never come
Don’t feed me violins, just run with me
Through rows of speeding cars
The paper cuts, the cheating lovers
The coffee’s never strong enough
I know you think it’s more than just bad luck
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There, there, baby
It’s just text book stuff
It’s in the ABC's of growing up
Now, now, darlin’
Oh don’t lose your head
'Cause none of us were angels
And you know I love you, yeh