Grow Up
written by Sherman Tabor / produced by Sherman Tabor and Matthew Thomson / mixed by Matthew Thomson / mastered by Zach Hughes
Grow Up
Your phone is in
A million pieces
In the middle of
Second avenue
But I’m alone with you
And I don’t think you’ll be needing it
Where we’re going
Our friends stayed at the party
Black tie and Bacardi
We rolled up like the Romans
Exit like the Irish
‘Cause we don’t need no music
To keep us dancing
You and I
Always starting fires
Maybe it’s time we start to slow it down
I’m gonna grow up for you
Gonna get my shit together
You’ll count on me
Like California weather
Said I’m gonna grow up for you
Gonna stay home from the party
Be in bed way before midnight
Oh, I know I’ve got a long way to go
I’ll be boring but predictable
So I said I’m gonna grow up for you
But you’re like “hell no”
Now we’re dancing
In the middle of the street
In the pouring rain
A million faces
Watching like we’re crazy
But all I see is you
Baby, we’re on fire
And if this storm is raging
All damn night
We’ll keep dancing
‘Til the light
In the eye off the hurricane
Baby, pull me tighter
That’s when I told you, baby
I’m gonna grow up for you
Gonna get my shit together
You’ll count on me
Like California weather
Said I’m gonna grow up for you
Gonna stay home from the party
Be in bed way before midnight
Oh, I know I’ve got a long way to go
I’ll be boring but predictable
So I said I’m gonna grow up for you
But you’re like “hell no”
Surrender gracefully
The things of youth
And you’ll be left with just the bitterness
And deja vu
There’s nothing new
Under the sun you know
The only magic’s in the way
That we can make it, so
I’m gonna grow up for you
Gonna get my shit together
You’ll count on me
Like California weather
Said I’m gonna grow up for you
Gonna stay home from the party
Be in bed way before midnight
Oh, I know I’ve got a long way to go
I’ll be boring but predictable
So I said I’m gonna grow up for you
But you’re like “hell no”
Surrender gracefully
The things of youth
And you’ll be left with just the bitterness
And deja vu
There’s nothing new
Under the sun you know
The only magic’s in the way
That we can make it
So let’s make some magic
Surrender gracefully
The things of youth
And you’ll be left with just the bitterness
And deja vu
There’s nothing new
Under the sun you know
The only magic’s in the way
That we can make it so