D                  F#7               Bm             G  
I've been skipping meals and dodging plans and listening to pop punk bands
D           F#7            Bm       G  
I'm tired of tryna fake it like it's fine
    D             F#7                    Bm        E7  
Been yelling at my friends and staying online til 3am
   D                  D              Bm  
Hey teacher could you please extend my deadline
 Em                                  E7                          G                   Aadd9  
I Swore that I'd be done by now but I need another year or two to finish developing my mind

         G       Aadd9                  D  
Oh, I'm a toddler running through the bank
    G                Aadd9           D    F#7   Bm  
They told me I'd grow out of all this adolescent angst
       Em  
Why do I still relate to ladybird
  E7  
And Taylor Swift makes me feel heard
    D              F#7               Bm  
It's like my pen is stuck to the last page
 G                     D
And I can't finish my damn coming of age

D      F#7     Bm     G   D    F#7    Bm  

 D                   F#7              Bm  
I count the New Years days I never changed
        G                     D  
The only difference is the pain piercing my
F#7           Bm     G  
temples every moring
 D            F#7              Bm  
A quarter century but I'm still me
           G                D  
Now with an overpriced degree
         F#7             Bm  
I haven't seen since graduation
      Em                              E7  
Sure Id love to grab coffee soon but I might not text u back til June
       G                          Aadd9  
I'm not busy I'm just full of reservations
[Chorus 2]
     G       Aadd9                  D  
I'm a toddler running through the bank
    G                Aadd9           D    F#7   Bm  
They told me I'd grow out of all this adolescent angst
          Em  
Hate that I still relate with Ladybird
  E7  
And Taylor's got a way with words
    D              F#7              Bm  
It's like my pen is stuck to the last page
     G                 D
And I can't finish my damn coming of age

D                 F#7  
What's the point of growing up
         Bm         G  
When it's obvious the world is fucked
  D                     F#7           Bm   G  
By stuff someone thought up before my time
       D               F#7  
So I'll clean my toilet pay my bills
Bm          G  
Eat my salad take my pills
    D            F#7             Bm  E7  
In a box inside a city that's on fire
  G                          Aadd9  
No wonder why I always wake up tired

     G       Aadd9              D  
I’m a toddler running through the bank
G                 Aadd9          D    F#7    Bm  
I don't think I'll grow out of my existential angst
            Em  
I’ll skip the philosophical pretense
  E7  
Cus Kierkegaard's a little dense
       D              F#7            Bm  
I can't focus, drawing doodles on the page
       G    Em  7  Em  Em  7Em        Bm        E7                Aadd9  
Of this never-ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ending
A  
coming of age
D     F#7      Bm  
(whistling)
G  
La da da da da da
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Daa da da da daa daa daa daa da la da da da da da dada daaaaaaaaaaaa