I've been skipping meals and dodging plans
And listening to pop punk bands
I'm tired of tryna fake it like it's fine
Been yelling at my friends
And staying online 'til 3 AM
Hey teacher could you please extend my deadline
I swore that I'd be done by now
But I need another year or two
To finish developing my mind
Oh I'm a toddler running through the bank
They told me I'd grow out of all this adolescent angst
Why do I still relate to Lady Bird
And Taylor Swift makes me feel heard
It's like my pen is stuck to the last page
And I can't finish my damn coming of age
I count thе New Year's days I nevеr changed
The only difference is the pain
Piercing my temples every morning
A quarter century but I'm still me
Now with an overpriced degree
I haven't seen since graduation
Sure I'd love to grab coffee soon
But I might not text you back 'til June
I'm not busy I'm just full of reservations
I'm a toddler running through the bank
They told me I'd grow out of all this adolescent angst
Hate that I still relate to Lady Bird
And Taylor's got a way with words
It's like my pen is stuck to the last page
And I can't finish my damn coming of age
What's the point of growing up
When it's obvious the world is fucked
By stuff someone thought up before my time
So I'll clean my toilet, pay my bills
Eat my salad, take my pills
In a box inside a city that's on fire
No wonder why I always wake up tired
I'm a toddler running through the bank
I don't think I'll grow out of my existential angst
I'll skip the philosophical pretense
'Cause Kierkegaard's a little dense
I can't focus drawing doodles on the page
Of this never ever ever ever ever ever
Ever ever ever ever ever ever ending
Coming of age
La dada da da da
Da dada dada da da da da dada dada
Dada dada dada dada dada da
