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 cunt tries to beat me in rhythm
And if that cunt tries to prove me I´m wrong
I´m sure that

Lauren I´m growing much faster than you