F#                  A#7               D#m             B  
I've been skipping meals and dodging plans and listening to pop punk bands
F#           A#7            D#m       B  
I'm tired of tryna fake it like it's fine
    F#             A#7                    D#m        G#7  
Been yelling at my friends and staying online til 3am
   F#                  D              D#m  
Hey teacher could you please extend my deadline
 G#m                                  G#7                          B                   C#add9  
I Swore that I'd be done by now but I need another year or two to finish developing my mind

         B       C#add9                  F#  
Oh, I'm a toddler running through the bank
    B                C#add9           F#    A#7   D#m  
They told me I'd grow out of all this adolescent angst
       G#m  
Why do I still relate to ladybird
  G#7  
And Taylor Swift makes me feel heard
    F#              A#7               D#m  
It's like my pen is stuck to the last page
 B                     D
And I can't finish my damn coming of age

F#      A#7     D#m     B   F#    A#7    D#m  

 F#                   A#7              D#m  
I count the New Years days I never changed
        B                     F#  
The only difference is the pain piercing my
A#7           D#m     B  
temples every moring
 F#            A#7              D#m  
A quarter century but I'm still me
           B                F#  
Now with an overpriced degree
         A#7             D#m  
I haven't seen since graduation
      G#m                              G#7  
Sure Id love to grab coffee soon but I might not text u back til June
       B                          C#add9  
I'm not busy I'm just full of reservations
[Chorus 2]
     B       C#add9                  F#  
I'm a toddler running through the bank
    B                C#add9           F#    A#7   D#m  
They told me I'd grow out of all this adolescent angst
          G#m  
Hate that I still relate with Ladybird
  G#7  
And Taylor's got a way with words
    F#              A#7              D#m  
It's like my pen is stuck to the last page
     B                 D
And I can't finish my damn coming of age

F#                 A#7  
What's the point of growing up
         D#m         B  
When it's obvious the world is fucked
  F#                     A#7           D#m   B  
By stuff someone thought up before my time
       F#               A#7  
So I'll clean my toilet pay my bills
D#m          B  
Eat my salad take my pills
    F#            A#7             D#m  G#7  
In a box inside a city that's on fire
  B                          C#add9  
No wonder why I always wake up tired

     B       C#add9              F#  
I’m a toddler running through the bank
B                 C#add9          F#    A#7    D#m  
I don't think I'll grow out of my existential angst
            G#m  
I’ll skip the philosophical pretense
  G#7  
Cus Kierkegaard's a little dense
       F#              A#7            D#m  
I can't focus, drawing doodles on the page
       B    G#m  7  G#m  G#m  7G#m        D#m        G#7                C#add9  
Of this never-ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ending
C#  
coming of age
F#     A#7      D#m  
(whistling)
B  
La da da da da da
F#         A#7       D#m       B                       F#  
Daa da da da daa daa daa daa da la da da da da da dada daaaaaaaaaaaa