Tekst
You woke up beside me, pain in your head
Cup full of coffee and a Marlboro red
Right back to your old routine again
Pulled a match from the pocket of your washed out jeans
Posed like an actor from the movie screens
I guess you're going to see your friends
You are living in a fantasy
Perfect little world of make believe
One day, I hope you'll be a man
You were running late, well, that's what you said
Called yourself a taxi as I laid in your bed
Mm-mm, one day you'll understand
I don't even need your reasons anymore
You're scared of me, your eyes betray your words
One hand on the door and now I'm gone
'Cause you are living in a fantasy
Perfect little world of make believe
I hope someday you'll be a man
'Cause you are living in a fantasy
Perfect little world of make believe
I hope you'll be a man