Real Life

Sleep 'til 12:00 p.m. I hit the snooze on my alarm, let's do it again Roll out of bed around 1:30, check who I am 'Cause honestly, I don't remember My sanity got stuck in December And my boyfriend still exists I'm in my hoodie and some sweatpants watching Netflix Call it romantic with a little bit of a twist Not gonna lie, don't wanna go ask for the time I'd like a box of breadsticks, eh It's gonna be alright Welcome to actual real life It's gonna be alright Da-da-da-da Scrolling through my phone all day Looking at all these perfect people You're gorgeous, stop Oh, my God, bae And I wonder what would they say if I did nothing to impress them Would they still be obsessed then? And my schedule fell through the cracks Sometimes I get my shit together, but others, I take three or four naps There's no system, maybe I should get a cool tat Having dumb conversations with the evil house cat Yeah, yeah, yeah It's gonna be alright Welcome to actual real life It's gonna be alright I don't think that you would think that I could really be a pop star But when I'm in my room, I'm really feeling like a rock star Everybody does it, Sara-Sue still said she wasn't Probably busy looking pretty for her special long lost cousin What you gonna go when you're 'round like 82 And you're not looking at the past like, "Damn, this life goes really fast" And all that you can remember's you were trying to be better All these temporary pleasures, no real memories to treasure Yeah, yeah, yeah It's gonna be alright Welcome to actual real life It's gonna be alright It's gonna be alright Welcome to actual real life It's gonna be alright Da-da-da-da