The american education system says that I'm a grown up.
So I guess that means I'll quit smoking
and learn to keep my big mouth shut.
Sure aint for you.
Sure aint for me.
It's for the way that I pretend I want to be perceived.

I've been thinking that I'm worthless; I know I'm not worthless,
but it's a constant struggle between binge drinking or churches.
If the offering plate comes my way I want to feel so ecstatic,
like I did in second grade.

So three cheers for whatever it is that gets you by.
Because it's okay to feel okay all the time.

I look forward to the day that I can buy mom a car.
She knows I'd always visit if she wasn't so far.
She says, "Mitchell write some Christian songs!
songs that I could sing to my classroom of 5th graders
and teach them holy things."

I wanna wake up every morning and know that who I am
is exactly who I wanna be.
I might crash, I'll still land on my feet.
I've learned that we're all honeybees:
JUST CUZ WE DON'T GET RECOGNITION,
WELL THAT, THAT DOESN'T MEAN THAT
WE'RE NOT IMPORTANT.

So do whatever you have to
to get by.
Cuz it's okay to feel okay all the time.

I know that sometimes it gets rough.
You'll lose sight of yourself;
you don't think that you're enough
to your closets friends or family.
Just know that to someone you are everything.