E                  G#7               C#m             A  
I've been skipping meals and dodging plans and listening to pop punk bands
E           G#7            C#m       A  
I'm tired of tryna fake it like it's fine
    E             G#7                    C#m        F#7  
Been yelling at my friends and staying online til 3am
   E                  D              C#m  
Hey teacher could you please extend my deadline
 F#m                                  F#7                          A                   Badd9  
I Swore that I'd be done by now but I need another year or two to finish developing my mind

         A       Badd9                  E  
Oh, I'm a toddler running through the bank
    A                Badd9           E    G#7   C#m  
They told me I'd grow out of all this adolescent angst
       F#m  
Why do I still relate to ladybird
  F#7  
And Taylor Swift makes me feel heard
    E              G#7               C#m  
It's like my pen is stuck to the last page
 A                     D
And I can't finish my damn coming of age

E      G#7     C#m     A   E    G#7    C#m  

 E                   G#7              C#m  
I count the New Years days I never changed
        A                     E  
The only difference is the pain piercing my
G#7           C#m     A  
temples every moring
 E            G#7              C#m  
A quarter century but I'm still me
           A                E  
Now with an overpriced degree
         G#7             C#m  
I haven't seen since graduation
      F#m                              F#7  
Sure Id love to grab coffee soon but I might not text u back til June
       A                          Badd9  
I'm not busy I'm just full of reservations
[Chorus 2]
     A       Badd9                  E  
I'm a toddler running through the bank
    A                Badd9           E    G#7   C#m  
They told me I'd grow out of all this adolescent angst
          F#m  
Hate that I still relate with Ladybird
  F#7  
And Taylor's got a way with words
    E              G#7              C#m  
It's like my pen is stuck to the last page
     A                 D
And I can't finish my damn coming of age

E                 G#7  
What's the point of growing up
         C#m         A  
When it's obvious the world is fucked
  E                     G#7           C#m   A  
By stuff someone thought up before my time
       E               G#7  
So I'll clean my toilet pay my bills
C#m          A  
Eat my salad take my pills
    E            G#7             C#m  F#7  
In a box inside a city that's on fire
  A                          Badd9  
No wonder why I always wake up tired

     A       Badd9              E  
I’m a toddler running through the bank
A                 Badd9          E    G#7    C#m  
I don't think I'll grow out of my existential angst
            F#m  
I’ll skip the philosophical pretense
  F#7  
Cus Kierkegaard's a little dense
       E              G#7            C#m  
I can't focus, drawing doodles on the page
       A    F#m  7  F#m  F#m  7F#m        C#m        F#7                Badd9  
Of this never-ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ending
B  
coming of age
E     G#7      C#m  
(whistling)
A  
La da da da da da
E         G#7       C#m       A                       E  
Daa da da da daa daa daa daa da la da da da da da dada daaaaaaaaaaaa