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