Feel Like a Little Kid, Look Like a Man

Johnny feels like a little kid, but looks like a man

And he saying I don't even know who I am

Oh, he laughs too loud, at his hometown bar

Goes to school all day, just to drink too hard

Oh When he was a youngin' he was meant for sum

Now he's rugged, just a plebian compared to romans

Romans 10:13, he started praying hard

But the priest got mean, Johnny back to the bar

And he's sick of dragging down, his family's paycheck

Used to get good grades, but now he don't check

And it's not cause he meant to, he used to have ambition

But how can he be a pharmacist when he can't get past admissions

Now listen

His aging mother says she loves him, everyday

His aging father says grow up, and get away

Johnny's cousins look up to him, with dismay

Cause they wonder what on earth, has led him astray

And he feel like a little kid, but look like a man

Oh he, saying I don't even know who I am

Oh, he laughs real loud, at his hometown bar

Goes to school all day, just to drink real hard

When he was youngin' he believed he was meant for sum

Now he's rugged, just a plebian next to romans

Romans 10:13, he started praying real hard

But the priest got mean, Johnny back to the bar

And when they ask if he's admitted he just deflects

He shows his pearly whites but baby he's a wreck

And it's not cause he meant to, he used to have ambition

But how can he be a pharmacist when he can't get past admissions

Now listen

His dear mother has given up whether he got in

And Johnny has forgotten what it's like to win

And so he bides his time, and submerges in sin

Just to cover up his hopes as they thin

And he feel like a little kid, but look like a man

Oh he, saying I don't even know who I am

Oh, he laughs real loud, at his hometown bar

Goes to school all day, just to drink real hard

When he was youngin' he was meant for sum

Now he's rugged, just a plebian next to romans

Romans 10:13, he started praying real hard

But the priest got mean, Johnny back to the bar

November, oh he needs early decision, his vision hinging on it, all the while hopes are splitting

December, oh he missed the deadline, but that's fine, he believes in his mind that he'd get deferred

Denied, that's what it says in big glaring letters

Across his screen while his eyes just keep getting wetter

And so he screams, bourbon drops dripping onto his sweater

Johnny's given up on his dreams, cuz of one dang letter

He's a youngin'…