[Verse 1]
And there's some mornings that I want to cry
Feel like I'm mourning but nobody died
Put on some music take a morning drive
Try to remember that there's more than I
I made a promise and I swore to God
I'll break that promise around four or five
Me and you we got some more to hide
Feel like I'm losing but the score is tied
I hit the drive thru and I order fries
A burger and I watch the server pour the ice
Gotta imagine she's as poor as I
I know she wonders if there's more to life
She thinks about the future and she's mortified
Tells herself tonight she's getting organized
Having a crisis at a quarter life
Onions on my quarter pounder, didn't get my order right
[Hook]
But hey, that's okay
Tomorrow is another day
It's like, that's alright
Maybe in another life
I'm just trying to get my sh** together
Just trying to get my sh** together
Just trying to get my sh** together
[Verse 2]
I'm just trying to get my sh** together
Come here and we can sit together
Sit around and just forget together
Getting older, we don't live forever
I think this world could use some empathy
I don't think this world was meant for me
Now I believe that to the nth degree
I wasn't fit for this sh** mentally
But it'll all work out eventually
I'll be seventy, reminiscing sentimentally
Assuming I achieve my life expectancy
And don't fall victim to heredity
sh** I'm just trying to live authentically
Respectably and find my own serenity
Feel like I'm walking this world endlessly
Dependency and failure of identity
[Hook]