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 ask 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
Been 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
Sara-Sue still says she wasn't
Probably busy looking pretty
For her special long-lost cousin

Oh 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