Moving on and I guess you've got your reasons
What once was stylish, now seems outdated and frightening
Chorus:
Well, I guess that's a reason
I may not like it, that's too bad
But I'm out of season, like a lost and worn out fad
Yeah, I guess that's a reason
And it may be a sin, but, hey
I'll end up moving on in the vintage bin
Moving on and I guess you've got your reasons
What once was stylish, now seems outdated and frightening
Hey, you ain't showing me off like I used to remember
You got sick of my face, I got sick of the fighting
The trend went so many years, but just wasn't a classic
What we had, girl, was fleeting and strutting high fashion
We were falling in love with our own new aesthetic
You had me for so damn long 'til it lost all its passion
Looking back, it's hard to see
How much of this relates to me
Now that it doesn't really matter
What's the verdict, what's the score
What's a song, three hundred more
But as your last novelty, I'm flattered
And I guess there's my reason