[Verse 1]

I went out looking for a real thing

Didn't notice it was hanging by the door

Didn't leave a message or anything

Yeah, she doesn’t wanna wait for me no more

Walking in the city with a real thing

No one tells you what the real thing is for

Making up a story for

Yeah you spilled the real thing all over the floor

[Verse 2]

Driving on the highway from the old place

Got a license for the real thing on the dash

Hopin' I can make it through to April

On whatever's left of all this label cash

No, I never thought I was the real thing

Thеre were cеrtain tests that I thought I would pass

Maybe when you’re older, you can give me that