You woke up beside me
A pain in your head
Cup full of coffee and a maple red
Right back to your old routine again
Pull the match from the pocket of your washed out jeans
Pose 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 are running late
well that's what you said
Called yourself a taxi
as I laid in your bedroom
One day
you'll understand
I dont 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