Real Life

Sleep till 12 PM

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 doesn't exist

I'm in my hoodie and some sweatpants

Watching Netflix

Call it romance with a little bit of a twist

Not gonna lie

Don't want a guy

As for the time

I'd like a box of breadsticks, ay

It's gonna be alright

Welcome to actual real life

It's gonna be alright, duh duh duh dah

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

And 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

Ay ay ay ay

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

Sarah Sue still says she wasn't

Probably busy looking pretty

For her special long-lost cousin

But what you gonna do

When you're around like 82

And you're now looking at the past

Like, "Damn, this life goes really fast!"?

And all that you can remember

Is you were trying to be better

All these temporary pleasures

No real memories to treasure

Ay ay ay ay

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, duh duh duh dah