Real Life

Sleep 'til 12:00 p.m.
 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 still exists
 I'm in my hoodie and some sweatpants watching Netflix
 Call it romantic with a little bit of a twist
 Not gonna lie, don't wanna go ask for the time
 I'd like a box of breadsticks, eh
 It's gonna be alright
 Welcome to actual real life
 It's gonna be alright
 Da-da-da-da
 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, but 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
 Yeah, yeah, yeah
 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 said she wasn't
 Probably busy looking pretty for her special long lost cousin
 What you gonna go when you're 'round like 82
 And you're not looking at the past like, "Damn, this life goes really fast"
 And all that you can remember's you were trying to be better
 All these temporary pleasures, no real memories to treasure
 Yeah, yeah, yeah
 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
 Da-da-da-da