You tore a button, off my favorite shirt Another thing that I've lost, to you
Where did you stay last night? You didn't come home I'm spending all of my time, waiting for your call
You're making me older You're making me I'll You're making me older You're making me I'll
The bottles are empty, in the cabinet I noticed my first grey hair, today Why do we stI'll do this, when we're both stI'll young Putting each other down, when we need to climb
You're making me older You're making me I'll You're making me older You're making me I'll