I went out looking for a real thing
Didn't realize 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

Driving on the highway from the old place
Got a license for the real thing on the dash
Hopin' I can make it to April
On whatever's left of this label cash
No, I never thought I was the real thing
There were certain tests that I thought I would pass

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