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