Lyrics
[Verse 1] I bought a suit from a guy on the internet
It’s three sizes big and it smells like a cigarette
But he looked happy in the photo from ‘94 So I guess I’ll wear his ego to the grocery store
And my therapist says I should probably stay inside
But there’s a sale on lemons and I’ve got too much pride
So I’m walking down the street in a dead man’s clothes
Hoping nobody sees me, hoping everyone knows!
[Pre-Chorus] And is it weird that I’m twenty-something now?
But I still don’t know how to take a bow?
I’m a big kid, in a small town
With a long list, of the ways I’ll let you down!
One, two, three—HIT IT!
[Chorus] Oh, I’m graduating from a life I never had!
I’m feeling pretty good about feeling kind of bad!
I’ll take a selfie in the mirror of a public gym
If I can’t be myself, I’ll be a better version of him!
Yeah, it’s a thrift store graduation!
( “Gra-gra-gradu-ation!”)
Hey! We’re doing okay!
(I think we’re doing okay!)
[Verse 2] I saw a TikTok of a guy who’s twenty-three
He owns a house and a dog and a family tree
I’ve got a half-eaten bagel and a Netflix debt
And I haven’t even started on my taxes yet
But the sun’s coming up and the sky is kinda blue
So I’ll post a little quote like I’ve got a clue!
[Bridge] “I—I—I—don’t—don’t—wanna—grow—up—up—up.”
Maybe the point isn’t winning the race.
Maybe the point is the look on my face.
When I realize...
[music stops for 1 minute] [music starts again] I forgot my keys again.
(Quietly): God, I’m an idiot.
[Chorus] Oh, I’m graduating from a life I never had!
I’m feeling pretty good about feeling kind of bad!
I’ll take a selfie in the mirror of a public gym
If I can’t be myself, I’ll be a better version of him!
Yeah, it’s a thrift store graduation!
[Outro] I’m doing okay.
(He’s doing okay.)
I think I’m okay.