I hate to leave you like this
but if you want to move on
like I do we need this.
I know you'll drive that car
and you're gonna make it someday
and go to your first job.
The world will keep on spinning;
I'll stop writing songs about you, finally.
I know I'll forget about you,
it's sad but you will too
and that's how it works now.
You've played your games;
Yeah, I don't wanna play.
I'm not in high school.
You will pontificate,
I will continue to date.
I will continue to move,
I'll make them swoon.
Whoa.
I love the way she smiles
but when I make my move
it gets really awkward.
Well, maybe not, maybe someday
when I work up the guts to move on
you're gonna want me so bad.
Whoa.
Whoa.