If I said something smoothly, could it be a little symphony
Breathing a break, oh that's what you want me to do
Riding along emotions unaware of my own age, darling
Lauren, I'm growing much faster than you
And if that Andy drew my soul, I will tear me 'till I'm dry
Poetic drivel, oh, that's what I want it to be
How can a girl so strong, go and blow it on her own, darling
Lauren, I'm growing much faster than you
And if that c*nt tries to beat me in rhythm
And if that c*nt tries to prove me I'm wrong
I'm sure that
Lauren I'm growing much faster than you