Composer : Emily Li/Boy Blue/Deza

Left my head back in the diner

Think my keys are right beside it

Let me know if you can find them

'Cause they're designer

Halfway through a different sentence

Mixed up, twisted in my mouth like Miles

Flavors rollin', so unsettling

And you're not even listening

Mm-hmm-hmm-hmm

Don't tell me to go slow

Mm-hmm-hmm-hmm

'Cause you know that I won't

Slap me on the wrist

Tsk, tsk, I'm trying

I don't know why

I never grew up, and it's mortifying

Why am I so irresponsible?

La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la

I don't know why

La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la

Why am I so irresponsible?

Got my chaos automatic

One, two, three, it's systematic

All my wires are crossed and jagged (oh, uh, oh)

And the fact is

I'm so tired of droppin' all the pieces, I keep speedin'

I know I'm the reason

Bleedin', feelin' so depleted

And I swear I'm tryna beat it

Slap me on the wrist

Tsk, tsk, I'm trying

I don't know why

I never grew up, and it's mortifying

Why am I so irresponsible?

La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la

I don't know why

La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la

Why am I so irresponsible?

(Do-la-la-la-la, do-la-la-di-di-do)

(Da-da-la-li-da, da-la-li-li-da-da)

(Da-da-do-di-di-da-da-ooh-ooh)