You are too high strung for your own good Far too alive for the actors on the straight lines Your bright eyes turn dark With the dimming of youth around you We can drive tonight And let the darkness heal the wounds That we hide from view We are grown We are grown We are grown We are grown I have a taste for days I've forgotten What is this place and why did I come here We don't want this We don't need this But we're going anyway We are grown We are grown We are grown We are grown Oh what bad luck Oh what bad luck Oh what bad luck we have How did we grow up How did we grow up I think we gave up too fast We are grown We are grown We are grown We are grown