[Verse]

You crept right through the door

To look up was a chore

Couldn't move my body

And yet I could feel you just sweep over me

[Bridge]

And I was late to your wedding

I got you both some mediocre bedding

I sat at the bar and I smoked some cigars

[Chorus]

Is this what growing up is?

Is this what growing up is?

Is this what growing up is?

Is this what growing up is?

It is