For me I've always been one to fend for myself,
But you, pretty girl, are another story,
Your caught up in the things, that never really matter,
High school shouldn't be about the glamour and the glory,

And I don't, don't think you're reading me clearly,
When I say, say that you, you've got a lot of growing up to do,
And growing up should not, not be quite as hard as you're make, make, make, make, making it,
And I don't think you know what you're getting into,

Well see you, you've always been one to stick with your friends,
You've taken in every word they say, and you're putting it to use,
Well let me tell you something, that actually matters,
The one thing you must do without them is, find truth,

And I don't, don't think you're reading me clearly,
When I say, say that you, you've got a lot of growing up to do,
And growing up should not, not be quite as hard as you're make, make, make, make, making it,
And I don't think you know what you're getting into,

And I don't, don't think you're reading me clearly,
When I say, say that you, you've got a lot of growing up to do,
And growing up should not, not be quite as hard as you're make, make, make, make, making it,
And I don't think you know what you're getting into,

And I don't, don't think you're reading me clearly,
When I say, say that you, you've got a lot of growing up to do,
And growing up should not, not be quite as hard as you're make, make, make, make, making it,
And I don't think you know what you're getting into,

And I don't, don't think you know what you're getting into,